THE SPIRIT: FOR YOUR CONSHITERATION
01.05.09See what I did there with the headline? I put shit in it.
The most accurate assessment of The Spirit I’ve seen yet was from a Variety article about the premiere that dropped the line, “Producer Deborah Del Prete said director Frank Miller would rather draw than tell the actors what he wanted done on set.” Today, this video’s been going around the blog-o-tubes. It’s a “for your consideration” trailer for The Spirit, hoping you’ll consider it for the worst film of the year. The video’s a nice little compilation of all the horrible reviews The Spirit got and a great watch if you like pictures and words. Meanwhile, I photoshopped Schadenfreude Sloth into this picture of Frank Miller. It’s been a hectic day, let me tell you.
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*Chews gum, x’s out window*
*tongues gum out of Pauly’s mouth*
Great picture Vince, but did you have to photoshop the hat and sunglasses on Schadenfreude Sloth too? What? You mean Miller does dress like a dipshit? I’m sorry, next time I’ll check my facts.
Anyone else think that that thumbnail pic looks like it’s of Bono with a tapeworm?
Just me?
Hey, that still had flavor!
where the fuck is guy who says new up? i was stuck back in the shittyness of a hairspray sequel
Freddie Kruger is kinda a big homo nowadays, huh?
its the result of the pussy generation my friend, it has reached freddie kruger too
For your consideration, my underwear are on backwards today.
For your consideration, my rectum is empty
For your consideration, I had a racing stripe drawn on my penis.
For your consideration; my own turd shaped into a baby duck!
WTF uaPyl? That condom full of cocaine fell out?
For your consideration, I painted my grundle neon green so it can be seen at night.
For your consideration iremut, I snorted it on New Year’s.
For your consideration; my collection of children’s shoes…
For your consideration, I started the Peter North diet and I’ve been eating large quantities of celery and pineapple this new year.
*Call me ladies and Pauly*
The condom or the coke?
For Your Conshiteration sounds like the title to one of those bathroom reader fact books.
For your consideration, it was “gum” I was chewing.
For your consideration, I clipped my fingernails.
For your consideration, the erection I have now is due to that Marley dog below me.
Not Lil’ Wayne.
That picture would be cooler if Schadenfreude Sloth was shanking him with a pterodactyl dick bone.
Submitted for the approval of the Filmdrunk society, I call this one “Bad Dream Thread”.
For your consideration, I took the ring off.
For your consideration, I also removed my watch.
If I may be Frank…
…my movie will suck too.
I have to applaud Vince for having a shit to give when he was writing a headline about this movie.
See what I did there with the headline? I put shit in it.
VaLince had to point that out so Al wouldn’t mock him for misspelling a word.
{air kisses dear}
For your consideration, you will be fucked until you stay fucked.
If by “draw” they mean, sniff glue and sodomize the craft services girl, that would make Frank rock. If they mean “draw” as in, draw, they he sucks.
{reads last post, sees typo, sticks thumb up ass, starts sitting around}
For your consideration, a wadded tissue stuck to the carpet.
See, Crappy, I was gonna leave you alone for that one.
For your consideration, googly eyes stuck to my testicles.
I read the headline and thought Sean Connery was guest blogging for Vince. I’m sorely disappointed that this is not the case.
For your consideration, I wrote the letter ‘M’ on each of my butt-cheeks.
{Flips lTo over}
Wow.
For your consideration, CoTW has been cancelled…..
FOR LIFE!
Huh?
Fuck CoTW anyways! I never got it, and all those honorable mentions just made me cut myself.
I just pretend the “Crap” tag is about me.
You mean it isn’t?
Emu, you looked surprised.
Or are you just ‘wOwed’.
For your consideration, I rolled out of bed, dropped acid, smoked a joint, then went over to my sister’s house and asked her for money. It’s the Fonda Workout. The Peter Fonda Workout.
[joke stolen from Kevin Meaney]