Well, Joffrey Lannister can step the fuck aside. I’ve found the worst human being in a movie or TV show ever.
It’s like Chris Colfer took everything that was wrong with Kurt, then recycled him into the screen-hogging main character of a movie that is essentially just an ego stroking revenge fantasy.
Seriously, this movie is a fucking atrocity.
I went into this expecting (ah ha!) something like a watered down version of New Year’s Eve. You know, how New Year’s Eve is the watered down version of Valentine’s Day, which is the watered down version of Love, Actually. So, you know, something pretty awful. A lame idea flooded with name actors.
What I got, thankfully, wasn’t New Year’s Eve’s illegitimate devil spawn (Martin Luther King Day will have to be made to get that honour).
In the interest of not becoming a completely sour, world-hating, crusted set of labia, I thought I’d start a new segment called It’s Not Shit. Once a week (if I can be fucked) I’ll take a movie that isn’t a complete waste of time and actually hand out a sliver of praise. I’ll still tell you exactly what I hate about it, but you can consider these a, it pains me to say this, recommendation. I just dry retched.