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It Stinks -- Writer's Poke #85

For Writers:

I paid good money to see it, and I will stay through the end. That used to be with my philosophy when I went to a movie, play, or concert that was incredibly bad. For example, The Crow 2 (1996) tested me to my limits, and finally the realization just hit: this ain't going to get any better, and my time is worth more than sitting here watching this crap. More than that, though, I think I left to honor the memory of the original The Crow. The movie had already been made, and made right; the sequel was not only insulting, it was redundant.

My wife and I don't go out much any more, using Netflix for most movies we watch, which makes watching bad movies a lot less painful. If a movie isn't cutting it, we'll usually watch it in fast-forward. I'll pause to play it at regular speed every-so-often, if for no other reason than to confirm that it still sucks, and then we'll hit the fast-forward button again. Only when it's really, really bad will we turn off the movie before the end.

When was the last time that you left a movie, play, or concert early because the performance was too painfully bad to sit through?

"This movie doesn't scrape the bottom of the barrel. This movie isn't the bottom of the barrel. This movie isn't below the bottom of the barrel. This movie doesn't deserve to be mentioned in the same sentence with barrels." -- Roger Ebert

My 10 Top Worst Movies of All Time (in no particular order):

1. Soul Plane
2. The Crow 2
3. Hoot
4. Animal House
5. Wild Wild West
6. I Downloaded a Ghost
7. Bewitched
8. The Dukes of Hazzard
9. A Day without a Mexican
10. Accepted

What's your "bottom ten" list? Post a comment :)


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