Little Fockers (review)

It mystifies me as I try to fathom just what the hell an actor with the stature of Robert DeNiro is doing in a movie that finds the height of its humor in a child’s projectile vomiting and four-hour boners.

question of the day: What’s the worst movie you’ve ever seen?

I’m talking real, down-to-earth, honest-to-awfulness, worst movie you’ve ever seen. Not the movie that’s so bad it’s great. Not a guilty pleasure you acknowledge is terrible but you have a sneaking fondness for anyway. Nope: I want you to dredge up the most excruciating memory of a movie-watching experience you can manage without blowing out a cranial artery.