Life is hell when you look and sound like Jon Lovitz while having an ego the size of Antarctica.
After three haw-haw-haw episodes, we finally have one that is really not for the squeamish.
You must really love Ryan Gosling’s Eeyore expression in order to enjoy this one, as you’d be getting an excessive amount of that.
This is what you get when directors start thinking too highly of their mediocrity.
Vlad the Impaler is a woman, and she and her brother both want a Sultan’s heart. Okay, things are a bit more complicated… oh, just read this thing.