Melba is a Californian trailer-park girl who is said to look for three kings by a phone psychic, and when she meets three guys - Trent, Brad and Joel traveling to Las Vegas, she decides ... See full summary »
Jack is a NYC advertising exec with a life as glossy as the ads he spins. Jill is new to the city, with nothing to stand on but her fiery personality and romantic ideals. Opposites attract, and together they author their own manifesto of "rules to live by." But Jill betrays Jack by violating rule one - Be Honest.
Freddie Prinze Jr.,
Three glamorous "female" private investigators from an elite Los Angeles Detective agency are brought back to life after 25 years of slumber in a freeze drying chamber. Frozen by evil ... See full summary »
Ishamel is the Clownana, a dancing half-clown, half-banana store mascot. Life is great until the nearby porn store gets its own mascot and Ishamel is left wondering what his life is all ... See full summary »
Al 'Boogie' Lewis,
Ryan Dunne, a nice high-school kid, who works hard mowing lawns for dad Sean's firm, is caught between loyalty to Sir, who cynically believes neither of his sons will even climb the social ladder, and big brother Mike, who scolds Ryan's lack of ambition to go all the way to be recruiter for for a baseball college scholarship, which Mike had to abandon due to a wound. To complicate matters, he falls in love with a snob client's daughter. Written by
The batter at home plate when the camera pans Veterans Field (Chatham's real home field on Cape Cod, the one with the playground) is Hyannis's Brendan Harris, who made his major league debut in 2004 with the Chicago Cubs. See more »
We see several shots of two players on the same team wearing the number "26". See more »
Hey Ryan, Miles here thinks you have a nice pooper.
See more »
I actually vomited and pooped out the wrong holes while watching this film. After I awoke from my epileptic seizure caused by the line uttered by Jessica Beil (Let yourself be great), I found myself imprisoned in some sort of Russian Gulag. I was beaten and tortured day and night for two years, but this pain could not compare to that which I experienced while watching this film. After being released from the Siberian Prison, doctors told me that I am now slightly retarded, not from the malnutrition of the forced labor camp, but from (as you may have guessed) watching Summer Catch. I am married now and my children were born with flipper fins because my wife and I conceived our children while watching this movie. I have enrolled them in the institute for children with mutations caused by "Summer Catch" also known as ICMCSC. I have started selling bracelets similar to those created by Lance Armstrong to help fund ICMCSC. They read: "Summer Catch Ruined My Life". An alternative slogan, that was later rejected, read: Let Yourself...Summer Catch Sucks. Till my dying day I will never forgive those who have taken so much from me. I have made peace with my alcoholic abusive father, I have forgiven that one guy who stole my car and then ran me over with it, I have even buried the hatchet with my cousin who actually lit me on fire and then peed on me to put it out, but since he had so much alcohol in his system, it actually further engulfed me in flames...but I will always carry the hate for those who made, starred in, and produced this Godless abomination of a film. Have a nice day.
40 of 66 people found this review helpful.
Was this review helpful to you?