roland emmerich, you fucker...

i just watched the day after tomorrow and to be honest, this could have, quite possibly, been one of the worst films i've ever sat through. i started it last night and fell asleep around 2/3 of the way thru it. it might have been the vodka, but i'd wager to say it's thanks to those no talent ass clowns over at 20th century fox. to be honest, i think it'd be more fun to pound railroad spikes thru my dick than to have to watch shit like that again. i watched the rest of the film today and at the end of the film, the president addresses the world or the screen actors guild or south america or whomever and says if we'd paid attention to the reserves of natural resources and not wasted them, we'd not be in this situation. i'm lost here. how is my consumption of natural gas the cause of everything in the northern hemisphere going thru a second ice age? what environmental nazi managed to get me to pay eight bucks to get lectured on something that has nothing to do with the film?

you people wonder why IQs are drastically dropping? keep producing this kind of shit and we'll live in a world full of people who think Ishtar was academy award material. who the fuck do you people think you are? roland, i've seen independence day, and this sir, is no independence day. just cause you did it once gives you no right to bend us over.

geez, i need somthing to cheer me up. i'm gonna go give myself a root canal.