| RavenBlog |
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| Comments on Saturday 23 February 2002: |
| I'm told someone is waiting with bated breath for me to see and review Queen Of The Damned. I must disappoint, because there's no way I'm going to see that. I have, however, seen the trailer, which ends with a melodramatic woman saying "I vont to drink yorr blahd", or something equally asinine and cliché. That moment, alone, constitutes my review of the movie.
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| Eperdu |
| Ho, ho, ho. Well said, mister! That reminds me, also! I made this typo earlier; "'Im an up-bear kinda guy." That is now my motto. Worship it, and me. You know you really should. Note to practically everyone, but not EVERYone: Yes ignore this message. |
| Rialian |
| I saw it. it is one of the most aptly named movies ever. I blame Kyrin for this experience. He woke me up, as he had free preview passes to see it. There was a redeeming quality to the experience, however.... Being able to feel every single goth in the theatre cringe at once was indeed awe-inspiring. |
| Khandi |
| At the end of one commercial, the woman says 'fear me'. Which of course I hear as 'phear me'. It quickly degenerates to 'ph34r me' and from there to 'ph34r my l33t haX0r skills'. Needless to say this ruins the entire mood for me. |
| Sunnanvind |
| "I vant your HAIR!" - "eek! It's Nos-FUR-atu". (Joke blatantly stolen from "What's New with Phil and Dixie.") |