Every once in a while Baron sends me what are called "screeners" -- basically CDs (?) of movies that aren't yet in the video stores. This one came in the mail the other day, with a note just saying "this will change your life." When I saw that I said oh boy. I had a vague recollection of a book with this title that folks were pussies about a few decades back, and knowing Baron's proclivities, I just knew it was gonna be some sorta hippy-dippy stuff. Eight Fat Tires and a fallen sheet cake later I got bored and popped it in anyway.
Hoo boy, was this torture... just a little asshole waddling around with a bunch of half-baked Muppets in the woods. And the music! When did screeching baby talk at random times become something you put in a movie instead of something you put someone in a hospital for?
Joy thought I was too hard on it. She told me that it was written by the guy who wrote "A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius," and I felt like retorting "more like the guy who wrote 'A Heartbreaking Work Of Faggering Genius,'" but I decided that I've been hitting the groups jokes a little hard lately, and plus I fell asleep before I could get it out. A couple hours later I woke up to find that Joy had put "Midnight Run" on for me... first thing I saw was de Niro slamming that "Beverly Hills Cop" guy with the car door. Joy is a helluva woman.
I'm worried about Baron, though. Change my life? This movie was so bad it made me want to coach a basketball team.
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