I haven't seen this movie yet and after this review, I probably won't : XXX - The Filthy Critic
XXX is the unpopular kid with the money and desire but no fucking clue and not enough courage to try its own thing. It has the clothes, the attitudes and the hobbies of the cool kids, but they don't fit. It's forced and strained, like a three-inch turd in a two-inch ass; the grunting and sweating gives it away. The movie keeps saying "Look, I'm cool now," because it's afraid we won't notice otherwise.
It's a pity. I'd like to see a mindless visual-fest set in Prague, but I guess this movie might be a bit -too- mindless. I think I'll wait for this german movie I saw previewed before Sex and Lucia the other day. It looked smarter.









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