I wonder what, exactly, you'd expect an objective source to say about the essence of love. "It's everything except that red rose parfum crap. Man that stuff stinks. Ignore Ashley, it's just the crack talking."
@lafleur: OH no! I was just making that up to make a joke on the insane sizing in the high-end industry! I don't know what sizes really are available. Sorry for confusion....
Happiness was a terrible film. The bf and I just turned it off about a third of the way through. I would expect more from the people who brought me Dawn Weiner, and changed my life.
If Paris Hilton could play an awkward brunette adolescent with ugly glasses and ugly clothes, she could change someone's life too.
Palindromes filled me with unholy rage. I would have walked out if I wasn't in the middle of a row in a packed advance-screening. I have never seen quite such concentrated hate towards women and children in my life.
Oh, and in my real life, one of my hats is reviewer. Anyway.
Clearly, Paris will open the film as a disgruntled failing artist in a war-torn land. Alone in the world, she masturbates with her size 10 brush each night until a handsome young enemy soldier rushes to her door, asking for asylum. Over dinner,she drugs him with paint thinner and proceeds to sodomize him-using the ejaculate to season her microwaveable mashed potatoes. Turns out the enemy soldier was only after her uncle Samuel's rumored hidden gold, and he attempts to kill her. After defending herself and dispatching of the soldier, she dismembers him with a trowel and hides the body parts in her freezer, using the blood to make a unique dye. The dye entrances the locals and her paintings begin to sell. As it turns out, Samuel comes to claim his hidden gold and tells Paris the soldier was really her long lost brother, who had defected to enemy lines, and she finds she is pregnant with her love/ murder child. She commits suicide. The end.
I feel like I need to take a shower after writing that.
@dripdrop: I saw that movie once in a Seattle movie theater and everybody laughed; and then I saw it again in a Boston movie theater and a lot of people walked out. Seattle is def a more free-spirited city.
@dripdrop: Having to watch it more or less frame-by-frame five times in a week for a poorly-taught grad-level film class is enough times to last not only my lifetime, but the lifetimes of all my friends, family, and acquaintances. And probably also any hypothetical future children and grandchildren.
@Sukie in the Graveyard: Oh yeah. I had friends talk me into seeing that years ago when I was a poor student.
I really felt like walking out halfway through the movie but couldn't justify wasting the 5 bucks so I stuck it out. I paid to see a movie dammit, and I was gonna get my money's worth!
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If Paris Hilton could play an awkward brunette adolescent with ugly glasses and ugly clothes, she could change someone's life too.
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Oh, and in my real life, one of my hats is reviewer. Anyway.
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I feel like I need to take a shower after writing that.
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I was wrong. It made me feel so displaced and I still have not re watched since.
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But, I am confused by Paris's breasts in that photo. Halp.
Also, I loved Welcome to the Dollhouse.
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And yes, I am in therapy.
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I love when they are listening to debbie gibson in the special people's club!
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I'M SORRY! I DON'T MEAN TO BE A CUNT!
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I've watched Happiness twice and that was enough times to last a lifetime.
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Where's a haz-mat shower when you need one?
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I really felt like walking out halfway through the movie but couldn't justify wasting the 5 bucks so I stuck it out. I paid to see a movie dammit, and I was gonna get my money's worth!