Apollo 18 (review)
Apollo 18 is not scary. It’s not intense. It’s not surprising. It’s supposed to be all these things and fails completely.
Apollo 18 is not scary. It’s not intense. It’s not surprising. It’s supposed to be all these things and fails completely.
It’s like a zombie movie… but real!
Like how Mark Wahlberg is opening Wahlburgers restaurant in Boston and wants to shoot a reality show there…
When I ponder all of my time and mojo that goes into my reviews, stuff like this depresses the hell out of me…
Sign spotted near the nonexistent Platform 9 3/4 at King’s Cross rail station.
Get out your tinfoil hats and fire up your conspiracy gland: the Weinstein Co. most likely lost NASA’s blessing and is keeping Apollo 18 secret even from critics because it’s all true…
I think Gwen sums it all up when she says: ”So… why the hell… you know… blerp… Bollocks.”
Women who can’t make coffee are bad wives, and bad people all around. It’s a basic fact.
British Harry Potter publisher Bloomsbury ran a poll of fans to find out who their favorite character from the books is. Surprise! It’s not Harry himself. He came in fourth.
Hey, maybe this is where the Doctor got the TARDIS diary that mysteriously shows up at the end of “Let’s Kill Hitler”…