Wednesday, October 2, 2013

LOL

So, because I watched Grey's Anatomy (all of you hush with your comments), obviously, I want to see Miley Cyrus and Demi Moore slightly before their FameTrains derailed and crashed tragically.

                                      Miley's body was recovered, but was terribly disfigured

The premise is that Demi Moore and Miley Cyrus need money really bad are mother and daughter. The Netflix summary references Miley's character and her whorish friends attempting "daring" hookups (can I assume it's on top of the Eiffel Tower? I'm going to assume that).  The first thing I notice is the unrealistically attractive math teacher, Mr. Ross:

                                        There is NO way that shirt is dress-code appropriate

Mr. Ross comes with an entire class of girls that want to see his Pythagorean theorem, or whatever cool slang kids are using these days. Most notably is (Miley's character)Lola's friend, the fawning idiot above who is convinced that she will witness some math schlong. It isn't taking much to make me hate this. Most of what I've seen involves high school girls acting like sluts. Which, hey, I'm sure that's extremely accurate in many places, but Jesus, shouldn't we at least try to give them good influences to look up to?

And I am now witnessing a wonderful scene involving Lola smoking pot with a guy friend (and asking him to have sex with her) at the same time that her mother and her friends are also smoking pot (and talking about sex). It's wonderful that this movie shows how similar a teenage girl can be to her mom (if her mom is a whore/pot smoker).

Keep in mind, I have heard about sex and seen more ass in this movie than anything else I have watched lately. And this is PG-13. Suddenly, some things about teens today are starting to make sense...
                                                            "Is this how you use it??"

Alright, before I have a brain aneurysm, I have to stop writing about this. She hooks up with the dark, brooding guy that she totally shouldn't have feelings for because teenagers. I don't fucking know or care. Half of my brain cells voluntarily committed suicide with this pile of crap.

Favorite Scene:
An 8-year old putting on headphones and stating, "I hate my life."
Because...
I'm pretty sure they just caught him on his break after downing half a bottle of Jack and smoking a doob. That's the only way to come to terms with your parents shoving you in horseshit like this.

Final Score:
0 out of 5
Do I even need an explanation for this rating?


                                     

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