
Being the movie buff that I am I tend to react pretty strongly the movies that I watch. If I love movie, I will always love it and will never watch it enough. Examples of these types of the movies are Dirty Dancing, Braveheart, The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Steel Magnolias, Go, and The American Pie series. The other side of that is that when I hate a movie, I will always hate it and I am usually bitter about having wasted 90 minutes watching the flick. Examples of these movies are The Grudge 2, You've Got Mail, 300, Batman and Robin, and now the subject of tonight's blog...One Night At McCool's.
I think what pisses me off the most about this movie is that it had serious potential to be good based off the star power alone. The movie contains sure things Matt Dillon, Liv Tyler, Michael Douglas, and John Goodman. Throw in Paul Riser who is almost always good for a few laughs and random cameos by Reba McIntyre and Andrew Dice Clay and one should be set for a great film.
I should have known from the hideous white guy fro that Michael Douglas was sporting in the opening scene (which takes place in a Bingo lounge) that the movie was going to be shit. Nevertheless I stuck with it.
So basically you have Liv Tyler as the innocently seeming and yet purely evil vixen who seduces Matt Dillon's character so that her boyfriend can rob his house. The only problem is that he has practically nothing worth stealing and thus the chaos begins. As Matt finds himself trapped with Liv as a result of a rather unnecessary murder...the storyline expands to include John Goodman's cop character and Paul Riser's neurotic cousin of Matt Dillon's character and all three men find themselves hopelessly in love with her.
All three men recap their version of the situation to their various sources of strength. Paul to his shrink who is played by Reba (who is the only character that doesn't totally suck), John to his priest, and Matt to Michael Douglas who is a hitman. Each man sees things totally differently but none of them see that she is totally playing them all.
In the 90 minutes of bad writing and terrible acting...one cannot help but wonder at the stupidity of men and the ease with which a woman can control said men with nothing more but big eyes and a low cut, too tight dress. I felt a little bad for Matt's character being that he took the wrap for the murder, lost his job, his house, and apparently his mind but even that ran short long before the credits ran.
Oh and did I mention that the writing is terrible? No wonder the actors were so damn awful with a script like that. One can only hear Paul Riser drop the big three so many times before you realize that the writers tried to make up for the holes in the script by trying to shock the viewers with awkwardly placed f-bombs.
Being the movie isn't that great...it hardly seems worth it to go into any more details than I already have. Suffice to say...the movie sucks. Don't watch it.

The only reason that I was bummed out by the Bucs is because I don't think that The Giants are a playoff caliber team. I will say this...Eli looked like a pretty decent QB today...but still not what I would consider "Unstoppable". Whatever....I don't see them surviving next week anyway. At the risk of pissing of everyone within a three state radius...I am pulling for the Colts to dance at the big game. I am aware that the odds are not good that they are going to get past the AFC Championship game...yet I am still putting all my eggs in the Peyton basket. And if they don't make it to the Superbowl...I can take comfort that Tom Petty will be there regardless if my worst football dreams come true and we end up having the Tom vs. Tony showdown that many people are predicting.
So moving on...the New American Gladiators. So ESPN Classic is showing a bunch of the old episodes and I am going to record at least one for two purposes. The first is determine if my love for the show was pure juvenile judgement and if the show actually does suck as my father has always said. The second reason is in hopes that I will get a peak at Turbo because let's face it...no Gladiator in the new series looks half as good as Turbo did.
Oh...and apparently steroids are not just for baseball players. Seriously...how creepy is this guy?
Oh well...next weekend promises to be better for football...as the Fab Four of Quarterbacks will be showing what they are made of. As for American Gladiators...don't count on my turning in next week.
I am far too tired to really outline that travesty that this is as I am running on about two hours of sleep again. Let's just say that I am pretty pissed off. It's not that I expected the show to last forever but at least expected some closure. Oh well. Enjoy the photo montage..
I think that I liked Diana's character because I see myself in her.

Isabelle didn't ask to be born evil.
Ahh the night it all went to hell....
Hope 

So wait...NTAC isn't real?? (kidding)
Jordan was the father to Kyle that Tom should have been.
Poor Shawn was surrounded by people yet was alone.
If only damn USA Network would give us one more season to see if Jordan and Kyle were successful. I believe that they would have been.








I love Montgomery Burns. Hell I even have a cat named after him. He is my favorite cartoon character hands down. Perhaps it is the fact that he is the only "outed" Republican in Toon Town (that I know of)...but something about him makes him the #1 reason that I watch The Simpsons. So in effort to bring some cheer to this day...I will highlight some of my Monty Burns quotes. If you are Simpsons fan...you will know these well...if you are not...what the heck is wrong with you?


