I watched Montage of Heck last night. I was so looking forward to it. It started off well enough, despite the wannabe arthouse affectation. The story was being told and it was interesting enough to overlook the fact that it came across as a student film from some second rate art institute. Then Courtney Love showed up and the wheels came off.
I laughed at the irony and went to bed without finishing the movie. It just wasn't good.
I remember being excited to see Avatar, then wanting to walk out an hour into it. Same with some god awful Colin Farell flick I can remember and am too lazy to IMDB. It happens.
You wouldn't ask a proctologist to stick his finger up your ass, would you?
If he had tiny fingers like you, I might.
If I listen closely, I can hear him laughing at that.
Also, I never want to see Courtney Love's tits again, ever, ever, never, ever.