Maid in Manhattan (2002)
I really want to hate this movie, but I just can’t. It’s so… dreamy. Ugh.
I really want to hate this movie, but I just can’t. It’s so… dreamy. Ugh.
More drama over a ring. You’d think it can make one forever young or something.
Men running along scary tunnels for what seems like forever. Please drop a bomb on them already.
A MILF-magnet spends the whole movie getting all confused.
Now this is one I’d call a formulaic indie movie that really wants to be loved.
Who would’ve thought a self-indulgent prattle about spoiled Hollywood brats would make such a dull movie?
A haunted website? How does that work?
This action movie has all the fun factor of a bingo game where everyone’s sedated to the gills.
James Bond ought to retire after this. He’s been humiliated enough in this movie.
Southern ways are the best, say the folks who live in Hollywood. Eh.