Here is an interesting article from http://www.debbieschlussel.com/ reviewing some of the movies that came out over the past weekend. This follows this post about some of the movies from last week and THIS POST about some movies that have been released over the past few years that you might have missed! This all follows this post about guidelines to choosing good movies to watch yourself!

Wknd Box Office: The Boy Next Door, Mortdecai, Two Days, One Night

By Debbie Schlussel
Another abysmal set of choices in new movies debuting at theaters today.

* “The Boy Next Door“: Absolutely awful. Yet another in a long line of horrible movies starring J-Lo a/k/a Jennifer Lopez. This movie reportedly had a $4 million budget, and it looks like it. Lopez plays a high school teacher who has sex with a 20-year-old high school student who just moved in next door (he is 20 and still in high school because he took time off after his parents both died). The 20-year-old begins stalking, threatening, and blackmailing her because she won’t have a relationship with him. And he begins inserting himself into her life. Not only is the story absurd and the lines cheesier than a double cheeseburger, but the movie seems to make excuses for all of the female teachers who’ve had sex with their high school students. The movie seems to say that these teachers are the victims, that they are stalked and preyed upon by crazy male students. Incredibly stupid and high quality Gitmo torture material.
THREE MARXES PLUS THREE BETTY FRIEDANS PLUS THREE MICHELLE LAVAUGHN ROBINSON HUSSEIN OBAMA IDI AMIN DADAS PLUS THREE TOM BRADY DEFLATED BALLS PLUS THREE ISIS BEHEADINGS



* “Mortdecai“: This wasn’t nearly as bad as I expected, but it was still bad enough and kind of lame. Most of the humor wasn’t funny, but there were a few funny lines and moments. It stars the two self-hating Americans In Name Only (AINOs) and Europhiles Johnny Depp and Gwyneth Paltrow, both of them loathsome. In this movie, both get to be what they pretend to be in real life: pretentious, wealthy English people. The movie is in the style of the late ’60s and early ’70s Peter-Sellers-style madcap comedy, but doesn’t even come close. Most of the jokes are dopey and lame, along with the “plot.”
Depp is an English lord who is a scoundrel underworld art dealer, nearly broke and in debt to the tune of millions in taxes to the English government. An MI5 agent, known to Depp and his wife, Paltrow, enlists Depp to find a stolen painting on which the Nazis reportedly put the numbers to a Swiss bank account. Depp flies all over the world to try to get the painting and secure it away from a Syrian-trained terrorist and keep the terrorist from getting the money in the Swiss bank account. Accompanying Depp is his butler/bodyguard (Paul Bettany).
Believe me that my description makes this movie look much better than it is. I’m being very generous when I give it . . .
HALF A REAGAN



* “Two Days, One Night [Deux Jours, Une Nuit]“: This French film with English subtitles takes place in Belgium. It’s your typical left-wing anti-business movie. 9/11 truther Marion Cotillard plays a woman who has been on sick leave from her working-class factory job, due to depression. While she was away, her employer realized it could get all of the necessary work done with 16 employees, rather than the usual 17 including her. And the plant foreman doesn’t like her.
When she seeks to return to work, the union has a vote between a large bonus or allowing Cotillard to get her job back. Most employees vote for the bonus. But Cotillard’s employer allows a second vote, and with the encouragement of her devoted husband, Cotillard visits her fellow employees over the weekend to try to convince them to vote for her to keep her job instead of them getting the bonus. Throughout, she’s tearful, whiny, and popping pills.
Not only is it depressing, but it’s your typical anti-capitalist, anti-free-market movie depicting the narrative of “evil” businesses pitting poor working-class employees against each other in order to try to fight for their jobs. And the movie is slow and boring, to boot. No way I’d pay to see this.
FOUR MARXES

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“Despicable Me 2″: Terrific, Fun Movie Almost as Good as Original Hi Yo Blather: “Lone Ranger” is a Long, Anti-American, Leftist Bore; The Lone Stranger

  Here is an interesting article from http://www.debbieschlussel.com/ reviewing some of the movies that came out over the past weekend. This follows this post about some of the movies from last week and THIS POST about some movies that have been released over the past few years that you might have missed! This all follows this post about guidelines to chosing good movies to watch yourself!

“Despicable Me 2″: Terrific, Fun Movie Almost as Good as Original


By Debbie Schlussel



Longtime readers know I was a big fan of the original “Despicable Me” (read my review) in Summer 2010. The sequel, “Despicable Me 2,” in theaters now, isn’t as good, as sequels rarely are. Part of that stems from the fact that the main character is far more amusing as a villain than as a good guy. But it’s still very good and a great movie for kids AND adults.









Like the original, this movie is chock full of fun, fabulous animation that is eye candy extraordinaire. It’s cute, funny, and endearing. And it’s entertaining and original, in story and otherwise. I couldn’t say enough great things about the original, and this is up there. You needn’t see the original, though, to enjoy this and get what’s going on. You also don’t have to see this in 3D to enjoy it (though that’s how it was screened for critics).























The story: villain Gru (Steve Carell) is now reformed and no longer trying to steal the moon. As a father of the three orphan girls he adopted, he’s now a doting dad and maker of jellies and jams with Dr. Nefario (the loathsome Russell Brand). But he’s recruited by the Anti-Villain League, a secret world anti-crime organization, to stop a supervillain whose identity is unknown. He works with super agent Lucy (Kristen Wiig) to try to uncover and stop the villain at the local mall where one of the shop owners is secretly the plotting criminal in disguise. The “Minions”–Grus loyal little yellow helpers–are back in spades and have a lot of great scenes.



The movie is far better than I’m making it sound. It’s hilarious, and a great escapism session at the movies. Well worth the money and one of the best movies so far this year.



THREE REAGANS





Hi Yo Blather: “Lone Ranger” is a Long, Anti-American, Leftist Bore; The Lone Stranger

By Debbie Schlussel



Just in time for the Fourth of July, America’s Independence Day holiday, Hollywood takes an old, patriotic radio and TV show and turns it into an anti-American, anti-business liberal fantasy, “The Lone Ranger,” in movie theaters today. It’s a long, slow, boring 2.5 hours of liberal fantasy. The Lone Ranger (Armie Hammer) is a moron and an anti-gun dope (yes, I’m not kidding–The Lone Ranger, who historically was inherently connected with guns, is now against that). And the only smart, decent guy in the movie is . . . wait for it . . . the American Indian, Tonto. Oh, and did I mention that the villains of this movie are the American military–civil war veterans–and the businessmen who developed the railroads across America, which was a great development in our history, not a tragedy perpetrated by greedy scumbags as portrayed in this cinematic screed. Per the typical leftist Hollywood meme, the victims in this movie are Chinese men building the railroads and the American Indians–both groups victimized by the evil White American male interloper.









In case that doesn’t rain on your July 4th parade, the movie makes sure to include an Independence Day celebration that includes the Star Spangled Banner, lots of American flags, and behind the scenes crookedness against good and indigenous peoples by the railroad magnate who sponsors the festivities.























Kids are going to see this, and this stuff poisons their mind about America. And was it really appropriate to have a scene in a brothel–and one of the heroes of the movie, its madam–when we know the audience will skew young?



This movie has absolutely no resemblance to the original Lone Ranger, in which the lead was the Ranger a/k/a lawman John Reid. Tonto was the sidekick. They were patriots and heroes, saving Americans from criminals and other bad guys. In this movie, Tonto–Johnny Depp apparently revising his Jack Sparrow pirate character–is the lead, the wise man, and the guy in control, helping victimized minorities from the evil White businessman trying to build the railroad and the American soldiers who help them in their chicanery and mass murder. The businessman has a gang of evil crooks working for him (alongside the American soldiers), who are so despicable and ruthless that they shoot and murder seven American lawmen and cut the heart out of the main one (the Lone Ranger’s brother) and eat it. Hey, just like the real-life “Syrian freedom fighters” Obama loves.



Not only is the Lone Ranger against guns, but he also is against killing criminals, insisting upon taking them to trial to face justice. Here, I guess Disney, the far left, the ACLU, HAMAS CAIR, and Rush Limbaugh/Sean Hannity/Rand Paul converge with the views of this crappy movies. It’s some sort of statement against killing terrorists, and instead taking them to trial to face justice. Or some such BS. By the way, the “exotic, magical indigenous minority instructs and educates evil, dopey White man” narrative gets old. Very old. But it’s the only chorus the jerks in Tinseltown know.



This crowded, confusing movie is more overstuffed than Rosie O’Donnell, Rachel Jeantel (Trayvon Martin’s calorically-gifted girlfriend with the cursive-reading prob), and Melissa McCarthy combined. And not one part of it is interesting. Even the brothel madam’s wooden leg rigged as a shotgun isn’t new (see the movie “Grindhouse”). The William Tell Overture and “Hi Yo Silver” slogan that go hand in hand with the traditional “Lone Ranger” don’t make an appearance until the very end of the movie. But it, frankly, shouldn’t have made an appearance at all, since this is LRINO–the Lone Ranger In Name Only. This “Lone Ranger” is more like a Lone Stranger.



The movie uses a silly, unnecessary plot device involving a young kid dressed as the Lone Ranger in the early 1930s. He goes inside the exhibits of a traveling carnival or museum of sorts and encounters an old Indian in one of the displays. The Indian starts talking to him and telling his story. We see the Indian, Tonto, caught up in a train robbery along with Reid, later the Ranger. They are shackled together. Later, when seven of eight lawmen are brutally murdered in the mountains by a gang of thugs (see above heart-eating description), Reid is left for dead with them. But the Indian, who is burying them, finds that Reid is alive. He nurses him to health and teaches him courage, even though Reid is a total peacenik, anti-gun dope, who insists on trials for terrorists. For the rest of the movie, we see the dopey Reid a/k/a the Ranger screw things up and the Indian does it right, all while the evil White businessman and American soldiers are scheming, stealing from, overworking, and killing minorities.



Hi Yo Anti-American Bulls–t. And this BS went on and on and on. I note that Lone Ranger Armie Hammer is the great-grandson of legendary anti-American oilman Armand Hammer, who went out of his way to enable Communists and Marxists around the world in his oil trade with our enemies, especially the Soviet Union, and made excuse after excuse for their horrible human rights transgressions and engaging in moral equivalency arguments (saying America was just like them). I’m sure he’s smiling from his grave now that his great-grandson carries on his disgusting legacy, albeit at the movies.



Skip this travesty and save 2.5 hours of your life and 10-plus bucks. You were forewarned.



More high quality Gitmo torture material from Hollywood.



***



A week ago, on my Twitter account, I predicted this movie would be the biggest bomb of the summer (follow me on Twitter).









A few days later, the Hollywood mainstream media said the same thing. It’s not hard to predict that. It’s not that this is a Western. Westerns are great if they are great Westerns. This is just anti-American crap parading as something else. And no matter how anti-American it is, it won’t do well in foreign markets. Because you can buy sleeping pills for a lot cheaper.



FOUR MARXES PLUS FOUR OBAMAS PLUS FOUR BIN LADENS

Wknd Box Office: Dark Shadows, Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, Giant Mechanical Man, Damsels in Distress

Here is an interesting article from http://www.debbieschlussel.com/ reviewing some of the movies that came out over the past weekend. This follows this post some of the movies from last week and THIS POST about some movies that have been released over the past few years that you might have missed! This all follows this post about guidelines to chosing good movies to watch yourself!




Wknd Box Office: Dark Shadows, Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, Giant Mechanical Man, Damsels in Distress

By Debbie Schlussel



The new movie I liked best this weekend is the one that had the smallest budget, but a lot of class and charm, which I cannot say for any of the others.


* “Dark Shadows“: I didn’t hate this movie based on a late ’60s/early ’70s TV soap opera, as at least one commenter predicted I would. But, while I looked forward to seeing it, it didn’t quite live up to my expectations. On the other hand, it is chock full of camp, style, and kookiness, and parody. Too chock full of those things. . . to the point that it feels like a stuffed turducken with too many other animals crammed in along with it. The movie was waaaay tooo loooong, and it just became silly and boring at a point. It seems that everything–including the kitchen sink–is thrown in, including an appearance and performances by Alice Cooper. I like campy, unusual stuff, but I”m not sure I’d pay $10 to see it, as it’s neither a great nor tight movie. And I’m not quite sure what the plot actually was. It seemed like everything happened and yet nothing really happened to move things along. And at times, it was a comedy, other times a thriller, and other times something else. It’s sort of just weird. It wasn’t horrible. It was okay.



I saw it after the screening of a far superior small-budget, independent film, so perhaps I was spoiled for it. I was also disappointed that–with all the violence, gore, and a kinky sex scene between a vampire and a witch–it was only rate PG-13, instead of the R that it richly deserved. The movie has some funny lines, and it’s worth seeing (if you are a woman or gay) for the fashion, colors, and set design. It’s not really aimed at men, though some may enjoy it if they must be dragged to the movies by a wife or girlfriend and choose something other than “The Avengers.”



The story: the Collinses, an immigrant English family settles into a seaside community in Maine and becomes wealthy after building a fishing and cannery business in America’s early years. But a servant (Eva Green) who is in love with the family’s son, Barnabas (Johnny Depp), is upset that he spurned her love, and as she is secretly a witch, she kills his parents and turns him into a vampire. Then, she tells the town he is a vampire, and they bury him in a chained coffin. Flash forward to the early 1970s, when construction workers accidentally free vampire Barnabas, who returns to his ancestral home to find his descendants, including Michelle Pfeiffer, in what has become a dowdy unkempt mansion.



Barnabas helps the family return to their former wealth, but his real goal is to destroy the witch, who made him a vampire and destroyed his life. She’s now the fishing and canning magnate in town and has put the family’s rival business out of business. But not for long. Also in the mix is a mysterious young woman who answers an ad to become a nanny for a young Collins boy. What is her connection to the woman Barnabas loved in the past and who was sent to jump off a cliff by the evil witch?



The movie is mildly entertaining, but should have been tightened up and shortened. At this point, it’s unwieldy and overstuffed, but not like a good comfortable chair. More like a 30-course meal, when all you wanted was a tasty snack.



ONE REAGAN
* “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel“: This is “The Love Boat” for old people with British accents, set in India. And just as annoying and cheesy. Senior citizens are not the typical movie demographic, and Hollywood largely shuns them. This movie–which was a hit in Great Britain–attempts to fill that void. It’s a shame, though, because it’s low-brow with a high-brow set of accents and actors to put lipstick on the pig. Seniors deserve better, as do we all. And it’s predictable and vulgar. There is one character who declares he is gay and goes to see the man he had sex with as a kid in India and whose life he believed he ruined after the two of them were discovered by their families when they woke up. And there is a lecherous old man seeking to find women to sleep with. Ditto for some of the women, too.



The story: a bunch of England pensioners (that’s the British “high brow” term for retirees) have no future in England and are seeking a new life for the rest of their lives. Each sees an online ad to live cheaply at the luxurious “Best Exotic Marigold Hotel” in India. So, there they go, finding a dump that doesn’t look like what was advertised. Instead of “The Love Boat’s” Captain Stubing, there is a young Indian man (Dev Patel), who seeks to make a success of what is a rundown hotel once operated by a relative and now owned by himself and his brothers. He longs to be a success and is fighting off his mother’s desire to have him return home to Delhi and enter an arranged marriage. Instead, Patel loves a woman who looks like a double for his real-life girlfriend and “Slumdog Millionaire” co-star, Freida Pinto.



As for the English guests, one is a widow, another never married. There is a couple who lost their life savings by investing in their daughter’s internet company. And there is an old woman in a wheelchair who needs a hip replacement (or something like that). And the randy old guy plus the gay guy seeking forgiveness from his childhood lover. Yup, I know–it sounds dreadful. And it is. We are shown each of their stories and how those interweave, just like a bad episode (were there any other kind?) of “The Love Boat.” And all is neatly resolved at the end, minus Gopher and Isaac, etc.



Long, slow, and boring. But if you’re old, I guess they figure you’ll be down with that. Sad. I don’t think anyone wants to see old people–or people of any age–in these weird sexual situations and stories. Even old people. Oh, and this should have been rated R, too. But it was PG-13, as well. Not that anyone under 50 will want to see it. No one over 50 should either.



One other thing: the movie is produced by our anti-Semitic, anti-Israel, apartheid friends in the government of Dubai. Yup, ImageNation Dubai made this awful piece o’ crap. I wonder how the gay thing goes over. But, hey, as long as they are promoting the gay stuff to non-Muslims, what do they care? But Muslims would never ever be hypocrites, right? If you go see it, you are putting money in the pockets of those who boycott Israel and all Jews with an Israeli stamp in their passport. And money in the pockets of those who welcome HAMAS/Iran arms dealers to stay in their hotels. Skip it.



TWO MARXES


* “The Giant Mechanical Man“: This is one of the only Michigan Film Tax Credit boondoggle projects I actually liked (and if it couldn’t be made without being subsidized by Michigan taxpayers, it should not have been made). It’s cute, classy, and funny. It’s a chick flick/romantic comedy worth seeing, even though it’s gotten little press. It hits all of the notes just right, rarely done in these kinds of movies. And a plus: it mocks phony, New Age motivational speakers and advice providers.



Jenna Fischer (TV’s “The Office) plays a woman without direction who is struggling to survive economically. She works as a temp but gets fired by the temp agency and cannot make her rent. She has no choice but to move in with her yuppie sister (Malin Akerman) and her sister’s dentist husband, who try to set her up with their friend, a pretentious (is there any other kind?) motivational speaker and author (Topher Grace). At the same time, Chris Messina is a misunderstood mime with a street performer act. He dons silver make-up, a giant silver suit and hat, and stilts and performs outside in the winter downtown (the movie was filmed in Detroit, but isn’t set in any particular city). He has a fed-up shallow and materialistic girlfriend who seeks money and status and dumps him. But he’s a guy with class. He chastises two men who are engaged in filthy talk in front of a bartender at his girlfriend’s work party (just before the dumping). Soon Messina and Fischer end up more and more in each others’ lives and they are introduced when they both take jobs beneath them at the local zoo, in order to get by. And they fall for each other.



I’ve probably undersold the movie with my description, as it’s a lot better than it sounds . And funnier. It’s a short, entertaining, enjoyable movie filled with charm and humor. Both lead actors are terrific. And it speaks to the place in which a lot of people find themselves at one point of their lives or another. It’s a shame it’s only getting limited release and mostly in arthouse theaters. When it comes out on DVD, this will make a fun rental.



THREE REAGANS
* “Damsels in Distress“: This is one of those weird, pretentious arthouse movies that is just plain silly and boring, but pretends to be smart and high-brow. Don’t believe the hype. What was under two hours seemed like seven. At first, this seems like it will be a funny parody of college life and “well-intentioned” girls who seek to free their campus from its previous tradition of male domination and from its current state of depression and suicidal tendencies. There are some funny lines. But it degrades into stupid anti-male sexism without a point. And it quickly becomes clear that the movie is going nowhere at five miles an hour. It’s just too ridiculous and dumb to be put into words. Don’t waste your time. “Damsels” is an elitist time bandit. Pretending to be something classy and worthwhile, it’ll steal two hours of your life you’ll never get back. And ten bucks better spent on coffee.



FOUR MARXES

Wknd Box Office: Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, Forks Over Knives, Greatest Movie Ever Sold

Here is an interesting article from http://www.debbieschlussel.com/  reviewing some of the movies that came out over the past weekend. This follows this post some of the movies from last week and  THIS POST about some movies that have been released over the past few years that you might have missed!  This all  follows this post about guidelines to chosing good movies to watch yourself!

Wknd Box Office: Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, Forks Over Knives, Greatest Movie Ever Sold


By Debbie Schlussel



Ironically, the vegan propaganda documentary was this weekend’s most interesting new flick.











* “Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides“: Nothing really objectionable about this movie, but it was just boring, long, messy, and confusing. Also, I thought a few brief scenes might be kind of scary to young kids at whom Disney is marketing this, despite the PG-13 rating. And there are some veiled–and not-so-veiled–sexual references and allusions, which would be fine . . . in a pirate movie for adults. You have the usual action, stunts, special effects, etc. But I’m not sure why it was in 3-D. Certainly didn’t need to be. There was no great 3-D stuff here.



Johnny Depp is back as pirate Captain Jack Sparrow, while some of the dull people are finally gone, including Orlando Bloom and Keira Knightley, who aren’t in this. Instead, there’s Penelope Cruz, who isn’t much of an improvement. At the beginning, Sparrow is trying to evade English authorities, including the King and then finds himself on a ship with Cruz, a past girlfriend he deflowered at a nunnery. She is apparently the daughter of Blackbeard, the pirate captain of the ship to which Depp was kidnapped and put to work. Blackbeard is old, and like the King of England, some Spaniards and others, they are now seeking the Fountain of Youth. Even if they find it, they must mix the Fountain’s water with a mermaid’s tear. But, see, the mermaids are really vampires, and we see them mercilessly biting into and killing pirates trying to get such a tear.



As I said, this movie is fine, but not exciting. It’s very drawn out and isn’t a tight story or one that’s easily followed or enjoyed. It’s simply baby-sitting material that isn’t probably for kids younger than 11. After three installments of the Pirates series–which is, after all, based on an amusement park ride–this pirate story is getting old. This attempt to breathe new life into it is just okay, not spectacular. Not even close.



HALF A REAGAN

* “Forks Over Knives“: I have mixed feelings about this very interesting documentary that is animal rights propaganda costumed as an educated health report. There are some good points in it, while many questions remain unanswered. The movie advocates a vegan diet, though I don’t remember if I even heard that word once in the movie because it has deservedly negative connotations and conjures up images of radicals in cork shoes and black gothwear. Instead, this movie uses the euphemism, “plant-based diet.” But make no mistake–the people in the movie are likeable. This isn’t Michael Moore in-your-face obnoxious fare. I enjoyed watching it even if I disagreed and questioned it.



For the record, I eat a mostly plant-based diet with very limited inclusion of red meat, chicken and eggs (only very occasionally), but I drink milk and eat yogurt, which, according to this movie, cause all kinds of cancer and degenerative disease because of high levels of casein. And there are animal-based proteins, such as lutein (found in egg yolks) , and bacteria, such as lactobacillus, from yogurt, that are more difficult to garner from vegetables, fruits, and grains. The movie didn’t really address this, or the matter of fish, which I also eat (a lot of salmon), and which the participants in a diet featured in this movie, did not.



The movie follows people in poor health who follow a vegan diet as prescribed by two 70-something doctors who are in terrific health. Caldwell Esselstyn, Jr., M.D. and T. Colin Campbell, Ph.D. have done a series of studies, including Campbell’s extensive “China Project,” using data from the Chinese population to account for low levels of cancers in the Chinese population versus much higher levels of cancers in the American people. They concluded that the primary cause is animal fats and proteins.



They have a point, and that’s why I eat less animal protein. But I’m not convinced it’s necessary to cut it out entirely, something even the Chinese didn’t do. I like a good steak once a year, and I love to eat salmon, tuna, and a few other varieties of fish. I probably eat two burgers a year, but it would be tough for me to cut out cereal with milk or an occasional kosher shawarmeh sandwich (which I have maybe twice a year). Chicken soup with matzoh ball–does that really make a person more cancer prone? I thought it was Jewish penicillin, even though I only have it a few times a year. The movie doesn’t address people like me who frequently eat fish and enjoy a very low-fat chicken broth once in a while. I also wondered what role exercise–both aerobic and weight-bearing played–versus no animal protein in reducing disease. The movie doesn’t address that either, though advocating exercise.



The movie makes some interesting points that have been borne out, such as that doctors who make revolutionary claims through their studies and lab work are often ostracized and pilloried by the established medical community. That has frequently happened in cancer research, etc.



But other claims in the movie were questionable and even outright false. We’re told that people in the rest of the world are starving because grain goes to cows so we in the West can eat them. But the starving kid picture they showed doesn’t obscure the reality that the reason many children are starving around the world is that their governments refuse to distribute the grain we send them. Or they simply don’t have capitalist economies, so grain isn’t plentiful because profit is limited and/or seized by government intervention. Companies that grow grain for cattle feed might simply stop growing it if we didn’t eat beef.



A comparison of breast cancer rates in Kenya versus those in the U.S. isn’t a fair comparison. The U.S. has Hispanics and Jews–both of which have a high incidence of the inherited breast-cancer causing gene, BRCA2. Kenya has neither of these nationalities in any significant number. The movie does say–and other scientists have found this–that your lifestyle is a more dominant predictor than genes, regarding how your health will turn out. I believe that. With my family history, I must.



I also didn’t believe the wondrous claims the movie puts forth that, for example, going on a vegan diet will reverse breast cancer, as the movie contends that it did with a marathoner woman who is 58 years old. I found that an irresponsible presentation that will unnecessarily get up the hopes of some dying people stricken with the disease.



Anytime you see a movie that includes the appearance of the radical PCRM (Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine)–which is basically the Medical Doctors’ arm of PETA–you have to doubt its veracity. But the point about which a PCRM official appears is definitely an important one: sunshine on the identities of those at the USDA who formulate the food pyramid and which big agricultural and food companies are paying them.



Yes, it’s probably not a good idea to eat high-calorie, cheese-laden pizza and steaks covered in sauce every meal. But if you vary your diet and eat everything in moderation and get off your butt and get some fresh air on a regular basis, you’ll probably be okay. That’s what my parents taught me, and it–thank G-d–has worked so far. I’ll probably eat even less animal protein after seeing some of the studies in this movie. But I’m not gonna let propaganda push me to become a vegan. Animals were made for human consumption. And, for the foreseeable future, that ain’t gonna change. Nor should it.



Nonetheless, this makes an interesting, engaging presentation, and even though there are holes in it, I recommend seeing it. But only if you are a critical thinker like I am. It’s food for thought, and I recommend seeing it, though with a critical eye, and that’s why I must still give it . . .



TWO TOFURKEYS


* “The Greatest Movie Ever Sold“: More like the greatest bore and exercise in self-indulgence ever sold by vastly over-rated, far-left, pan-Muslim, pro-Palestinian snake oil salesman Morgan Spurlock. I can sum up this movie in one run-on sentence: Me, Me, Me, Me, Morgan Spurlock, Me, Watch Me Learn Marketing 101, Me, Me, Me, Hey Did You Know Companies Pay Money to Have Products in Movies, Wow, Who Knew, Plastic Surgery Victim Lynda Resnick Who Owns POM Wonderful, Noam Chomsky, Ralph Nader, Boring, Yawnworthy, Me, Me, Me.



Yup, Morgan Spurlock, who has zero ideas, is boring and wants to find ways to get paid millions to make you watch his boring discovery of America, sliced bread, ‘lectricity, and shoes. His last bomb, the boring, Islamo-pandering “Where in the World is Osama Bin Laden?” (read my review), should have been the end of his career. (And now we know the answer to that, which we didn’t get from this creep, Spurlock.) It was the same crap–watch me, me, me, me. Now we have this to add to the Morgan trash can.



Hey, did you know that companies pay millions of dollars to get their products inserted into movies and TV shows? Wow, I never knew, just like I didn’t know there were toilets, cars, and computers. Hey, thanks for the tip, Morgan.



You’ll have to ask billionairess plastic surgery victim Lynda Resnick (owner of Fiji Water and POM Wonderful) why she gave Spurlock at least a million bucks to have her product helm his lefty, waste-of-time movie. She mentions that she’s a “Jewish mother,” but apparently had no problem giving oodles of money to pan-Muslim, anti-Israel Spurlock, who won an award from the unindicted HAMAS terrorism co-conspirator, CAIR Action Network for his propaganda on behalf of Muslims and against Jews and Israel. Do Fiji Water and POM Wonderful sponsor HAMAS? In a way, both of these products now do. Great PR move, Lynda. I suppose she and her companies also endorse the views of anti-Semitic Jew Noam Chomsky and anti-Semitic Ralph Nader, both of whom are prominently embraced by this movie. Resnick declined my request for an interview. Shocker. The chick is a wimp . . . and a sell-out.



I, for one, will never buy Fiji of POM drinks again. I don’t need to fund more Lynda face procedures and Morgan dreck. How ’bout you? Plus I struggled to stay awake during Morgan’s on-air fantasy.



Spurlock, who must have lived on another planet, never heard of Mane and Tail shampoo and was surprised a shampoo markets itself to wash both human and horse hair. Um, Morgan, the ’80s called. They want their fad back. Yup, this was big then, but Spurlock is too ignorant to know . . . or try Google.



Oh, and guess what? Mr. “Supersize Me” was shocked–shocked!–that McDonald’s, Burger King, Coke, and Pepsi didn’t wanna have product placement in this. Gee, I wonder why?



Don’t waste your time on this, unless you ran out of sleeping pills and a sense of the obvious. Like I said, wow, companies pay to have product placement in films? Who knew? Um, everybody.



Morgan Spurlock doesn’t sell anything but con jobs. And he’s no salesman. Just a pimp. Skip this trick.



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