People wonder why other countries hate us, and laugh at us, this is a reason why. This flaming pile of shit comes out, starring fast cars getting in crashes, whores, and terrible acting. Sadly, I’m willing to bet this film, if you can call it that, will be a box office smash. They will slop out piles of junk like this every year because the retard demographic is ASTOUNDINGLY HIGH in this country. OMG CARZ N CHICKZ!!! AWESOME!!!! It sickens me. Just like The Fast And The Furious, just like You Got Served, just more mockery of film making, and you dopey fucks eat it up like cereal. I’m sorry, no inner city youths settle their differences with a fucking dance off, you fucks. The people who write movies like this should have their wrists bashed with a nail bat, so they can never write anything again.
If you wanna see fast cars in crashes, watch NASCAR, if you wanna see whores acting badly, watch a porno, you depraved fucks. Quit seeing these movies that crap up the theaters, while actual FILM MAKERS can have those spots. You wonder why most of the critically acclaimed movies are things you’ve never heard of. Stuff this year like The Last King of Scotland, starring Forrest Whittaker, or Half Nelson, starring Ryan Gosling, you know, actual movies with plots and structure and such. I’m not a film major, I’m not some dick wad in the business, I’m just your average shlub, but I actually have a mind.
I do realize that I won’t stop these films, the mindless will continue to go out in droves, like zombies, and give their hard earned money to these Vultures who will continue to mass produce these fucking flicks, just like the music industry, who will make the same songs and same artists over and over again, because your too stupid to notice it stinks. Fuck you all.








Dear Mister Ebert,
This blog is supposed to be comprised of anonymous and offensive posts. Your reasoned, literate critique of this film is giving away your identity. In the future, please use more profanity and violent imagery so readers will not conclude that you are the pudgy indoor-face that we all know and love.
Sincerly,
Martin