One Night at McCool’s (2001)
Liv Tyler as a femme fatale? Well… okay.
Liv Tyler as a femme fatale? Well… okay.
This is a gorgeous but empty flick. Hugh Jackman is so pretty, however. Pretty, pretty, pretty.
Pierce Brosnan is so sexy and hot in this movie. I’m in love.
This is without doubt an exceptional, impactful insight into both sides of the war for and against the drug cartels.
This one buckles under its determination to be funny and quirky.
Dull and predictable. Maybe Ryan Phillippe should have gone naked for the entire movie to salvage it.
This one is pretty fun, but it’s mostly style over substance.
This hypocritical exploitative thing tries so hard to pretend to be something it isn’t, I actually feel insulted.
This one is so bad, it turns out to be fun in a ridiculously trashy dumb way. Plus, Ryan Phillippe gets almost naked quite a bit.
This is what happens when people take a ham like Hannibal Lecter too seriously.