The Rundown (2003)
The Rock is… well, as fun to watch as a rock.
The Rock is… well, as fun to watch as a rock.
Jesse Bradford saves this generic romantic comedy from sinking farther into the bog of mediocrity.
This is one painfully draggy movie that doesn’t know when to speed things up or just call it a day.
Two cartoon franchises collide, but the result feels like a watered-down Disney wannabe.
This may be one of those icky Disney-kiddie-like films, but it’s actually a flooring awesome movie thanks to a certain Ms Curtis.
This one deserves a Siberian suplex to the head.
Hot chicks wanting to have sex all the time, ugly men in tight swim trunks… ah yes, a first class “arty” thriller, alright.
Vampires in trench coats go pew-pew at angry werewolves, ooh!
It’s what it is. Ugh.
This is singularly one of the worst romantic comedies ever. Toxic, dumb, and painful all around.