Review of Roger Dodger (2002) by Blind P — 06 Mar 2005

Our word! Sundays are so productive...either that, or we have been busy since last week, and the films are piling up over a few nights...in the end, it matters not.

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A Long Way To Get To the Rap-Off: (8 Mile).

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Ghost Of Film Passed A Familiar Study: (Bringing Out the Dead).

[/b][font=Century Gothic][size=2]Taxi Driver, can you please pilot the ambulance tonight? Perhaps it isn't fair, but that's all I was thinking when watching this. I wasn't even aware it existed. I like Scorsese, but I don't give him an automatic pass. Nick Cage does a good job, as he usually does, and the supporting cast is strong, but there is just something missing that made it a very average film. If I talked more about it, maybe I could come to the conclusions as to why, but I just don't fucking care.[/size][/font].

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Woody Is a Relief, But Where Is the Love?: (People Vs. Larry Flynt).

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Woody Harrelson does a fine job in this one, and though Courtney Love is believable as a slutty drug wench, her death was welcome relief.

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Stiff Roger Dodging Interaction Leaves Little Satisfaction: (Rodger Dodger).

[/b][font=Century Gothic][size=2]Fuck, there have been some sloppy sentences written already, so who am I to criticize the work of others?

Me. So fucking what?

With that sophomoric bravado aside, I end with this little examination on what it takes to be a player.

Despite some entertaining conversational bits to begin, Roger was reminding one of the film American Psycho in his stiff character, but not nearly as fun, and he wore out quickly. Taking his 16 year old nephew out of the town, the feeling of unease is confirmed upon the appearance of possible cradle robbing love interest Elizabeth Berkley, who again is hotter than anybody I have fucked, but that could cover 85% of porno actresses as well, and they are just as bad. Besides, I have barely fucked anybody, in number totals anyway. Fuck. I should do something about that. heh heh.

Incongruity occurs when the young fumbler, who moments earlier couldn't even stammer a hello suddenly begins spouting philosophy about true love that woos the women and succeeds in having me roll my eyes four times successively, which is noteworthy as a first in my recollection.

From there it keeps declining, until we conclude that....ah, who knows?

Picture yourself in a situation where the male starts with a raging hard-on, but every time he tries to enter the vagina he falls out limply, and repeat about twenty times, and I have conveyed my feeling of watching this.

To close, I will say fuck.

Thank you for your continued interest.

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