Ineffectual, 'has-been' film-maker (Dennis Quaid) swindles his way into an interview with a film executive (Greg Kinnear) in order to pitch an outrageous and controversial comedy manuscript. After pitching the first of his thirteen offbeat fables, the dejected artist forces the rest of his disjointed allegory on the executive at gunpoint. He tells stories of a woman on a blind date with a man who has testicles growing from his neck, in another a smitten woman offers her neck to her boyfriend to 'poop' on -as a sign of commitment and love. In yet another two parents take home-schooling to a whole new level of indecency, striving to give their isolated teenage son all the 'regular' torment and humiliation of puberty by bullying, peer-pressuring and even seducing him themselves. An off-beat, elephant-in-the-room type film. Written by
What the hell was Hollywood and these not so amusing actors thinking when they agreed to be in this film? I agree with a previous review, there hasn't been a movie this bad ever; Valentines Day or the New Year's Eve crap Garry Marshal got high and attached his name too were not even close to this pile of crap. Not even funny and plain stupid skits with supposed funny actors trying to direct the suicide of a film. My theater started with 9 people in it and there were 2 of us when we left. I asked for my money back after I watched the entire film. The Cinemark manager graciously obliged and refunded my ticket. I asked if he refunded the other 9 people and he said only 7 people asked for a refund and he took care of them. He plans on yanking this piece of crap from his cinema after one week of playing. It made a grand total of less than $150 at his 20 screen cineplex. What a mess and joke. Kill yourself before being subjected to his disgusting pile of crap.
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