There’s a reason I can’t watch those real life TV movies about real life events that are real. The reason is that they are really awful movies with as much emotional intensity as a fishing reel. What bothers me is the obviousness of the supposed plot: man eats a McBurger with a trace of horse meat in it – man goes home and dreams he is a horse – man wakes up as a horse and realizes he had a dream that he was a man who ate his half-horse-sister in a burger. Who writes such obvious scripts? If I could write, I would turn this into a script:
Love it, a new genre is born.
Can we call it The Shit Genre?
Girl looks at Mom, has heart attack and dies on the spot. The End.
Sweet, I wonder what the prequel will be like!
Aw Mom…have a heart!
She’s one hard-ass Mom alright!
WOW! the bowel movement meme really through me a curve.
Well if you can’t laugh at bowel movements…
I’d pay to see that, Bill! Or at least rent it OnDemand.
I’d love to see the comic strip!