Hey folks, Harry here... I would like to strap Moriarty in a chair and force him to watch this, I AM SAM, DREAMCATCHER, FORREST GUMP, GUMMO and PUMPKIN on a loop for a week, then let him write a new MORTAL KOMBAT movie. That would be cool.
Hey there Harry, just got back from an early screening of the Cuba Gooding movie "Radio."
And to be honest with you, I'd rather have a freshly printed piece of paper placed between my front two teeth and pulled with moderate force to open up a nice juicy cut in my gums.
This movie was horrible in ways I thought weren't even possible in cinema.
The movie opens up with Cuba, excuse me...Radio crusing through the streets of some un-named town pushing a shopping cart with none other than a radio in it. Is this product placement for a Philco or what?
Let's move forward (as the movie does with apparently no explanation necessary)...and let me sum up this movie as quick as I can.
1.)A football is kicked over a fence.
2.)The football is picked up by Radio.
3.)The football players don't like that.
4.)The coach likes Radio.
5.)The players start to like Radio.
6.)The town starts to dislike Radio.
7.)The town starts to like Radio.
8.)Its 26 years later and we see the real Radio.
9.)I've gouged my eyes out with a plastic spork given to me from the concession stand.
Harry, I'm disgusted and feel that the only solution to my wasted two hours is to drink heavily, and matter fact I think I'll begin now.
Happy Trails Cuba, see you in Breaking 3, The search for more money.
10JQKA
