Uhm... where are the girls?
Miss March – worst movie of 2009?
- by Shawn Conner
According to The Onion‘s AV Club, Miss March has been getting the worst reviews of the (still-young) year. Not a bad accomplishment for its creators, which include a couple of guys from a comedy troupe called The Whitest Kids You Know.
In the film, some poor shnook goes into a coma and wakes up to find the girl he wanted to lose his virginity to is now a Playboy centrefold. From what I’ve read, the filmmakers apparently forgot that, when you make a comedy, you’re supposed to put in funny lines and scenes that get laughs. They also forgot that the linchpin of Hugh Hefner’s fantasy empire is almost as relevant as Good Housekeeping. Oh well, live and learn.
But this brings up an important point; bad movies are great, because bad movies give us brutal reviews, and brutal reviews are, word-for-word, some of the best entertainment bang you’ll get for your buck. Reviews of Mike Myers‘ The Love Guru (which cleaned up at the Razzies last year for worst flick) were more entertaining than the movie could have hoped to be. Call this schadenfreude if you must, but most of the people involved in the movies in question are getting well-paid for their work. And when we’re the ones subjected to endless advertisements for the tripe, we may as well benefit in some way.