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That’s some Metaphor of the Week material, is what that is.
Meaning the donkey show was less gross? I think the porch monkey thing is actually pretty funny in an “I just won the Inappropriate Game” way. The worser thing in that ridiculous exercise in seriously-you’re-gonna-make-a-sequel-to-THAT was the truly infantile romantic plot. Oh, and the unending whining about the truly infantile romance. Gee, sounds like a Kevin Smith movie, except where the shit monster is a donkey show.
“Forget it, Jake, it’s GARBAGE TOWN.” One in a series of Chinatown references, but this one is really choice. I giggle at thee, Gabe.
Also, I nominate Disclosure. Again. Let’s do Amelia first, because I can’t outshine
werttrew’s quality level and dedication.
The London Symphony Orchestra. (Contest closed!)
This made my face self-aware that it should laugh, so it did.
Also, Disclosure.
I saw both of those and I concur, though Air America seemed like a harmless blow-off at the time. I hope I’ve forgotten some heavy, barely-disguised racism that Gabe can remind us of. (I mean, in the movie.)
P.S.) Disclosure, with Demi Moore and that guy with the chin thing. I have no gifs. Please don’t penalize me.
During which time period did he carry around a bunch of spare nickels to give to the (other?) grandkids? Old man baby? Baby old man? Old babyman? My brain hurts.
Nominated: Disclosure. Demi Moore plays an android housewife who falls in love with Michael Douglas’ chindimple; hijinks ensue. Not really. The real thing is worse.
I see your Birth and raise you a Disclosure (1994).