Actually, I saw this once before and forgot it entirely.  No kidding.  This has almost never happened to me before.  Probably not at all coincidentally, the second movie in this series was one of the only I was actually ready to walk out of in the theater on.

Maybe it's because I jumped in with Volume 5 of this series, but I didn't see any reason to care enough to puzzle out who these characters were or why I should care (sorry, Brindle).  I guess I missed the episode(s) that delivered the essential pathos.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen the show in about a year that I'm okay with it again.  Personally, I think you can safely skip Season 2 and really have missed almost nothing, unless you're watching it for reasons that would be unaffected if you turned the sound down (i.e., Eva Longoria in, well, anything form-fitting).

Not as good as that other HBO show about Italians, but there's plenty of sex and violence.

Surprisingly effective and much more developed a story than the source material (a very short story by Clive Barker).

In the comics, Spiderman the character is supposed to be funny.  Instead, the movie tries to be a comedy in too many spots to take it seriously when the filmmakers want me to.  Sadly, I don't think much of what I thought was a joke was intentionally written as such.

Yes, I'm only just getting around to catching onto the source of the oft-parodied whip cream bikini.  Much of the movie is laughable for the over-acting and over-the-top direction, but it seems to work because (or possibily in spite of) this.  Score!

Katherine (who loaned me this) and I agree: The critics can go fuck themselves.  This is actually a pretty decent movie, and that's saying a lot considering it had to transcend my ambivalence toward the three principals in the cast.

Not worth the hype, but it does actually get to the core kid in you even if robot cars weren't fixtures of your childhood.  I mean, seriously, how can you not like giant robots fighting and destroying the city.  As Darwin and Stephen Hawking would probably put it: Burt Reynolds -> Arnold Schwarzenegger -> Optimus Prime.

Unless you have a Sean Connery fetish (which I don't get, but okay, whatever), then the only reason to watch this is seeing Ed Harris' performance as a completely apeshit fundamentalist.

PICKS OF THE LITTER: I'm guessing if you were ever going to get around to watching the Transformers flick, you probably did already (or at least have it in your queue), so give Candyman or The Mexican a shot depending which you have the balls for.

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