When the opposite case is true, it's these delusions of grandeur that make an unintentionally funny movie so goddamned hilarious! So late one cold night, "Shitty Movie Night" was christened and launched after the four of us watched "The Number 23" via on-demand.
It's the funniest movie I've ever seen! Jim Carrey swears with all the umph of a fat, petulant, candy-faced child!
Soon after came the official name for these nights: "Total Crap: The Best of the Worst of the Big-Budget Bombs."
Since then, we've laughed ourselves nearly sober to the following joints:
* Catwoman
* Basic Instinct 2: Risk Addiction
* Batman & Robin
* Commando
* Cabin Boy (which turned out not to be shitty at all)
* Stayin' Alive
* The Running Man
* I Know Who Killed Me
* and more!
The directors of these movies really thought they had some hot shit on their hands. I guess 'total crap' is a consolation prize of sorts....
If I can find the time, I want to do a small 'zine with the above-mentioned title, review the flicks, and then eventually the four of us could host a shitty movie night every few months at a local bar.
One of the women that works at Film is Truth is totally down.
Who else is in?









