Review of The Wicker Man (1973) by Shawn W — 01 Feb 2009

Ok, so I fell asleep before the end, but what the hell is with the singing? I wish someone would've warned me that I was in for a musical, I would've had a few drinks or something to prepare myself.

And the boobs. It's like they tried to pack as many boobs as possible into one movie. I can imagine the writers and producers going, "ok folks, we want to make a movie with lots of bouncing boobies, let's develop a plot that will make that work" and the writers were kind of pothead hippies so they made a halfassed attempt and came up with this but really they were just telling some story about some other hippie friend hey had that was really into trees and maypoles.

And boobs.