Oh, fuck you. The Matrix. Titanic. The Notebook.
The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. Fuck you fuck you fuck you.
I don’t give a flying burrito what Box Office says!
You can stick Tom Cruise up your waffle ass!
Suck Ben Stiller’s cock. Eat Kate Hudson’s cunt.
“Valley Girl” and “Purple Rain” are all I need.
I like the privacy of my cave, sweet and sultry
with Jack Daniels and white cheddar popcorn.
No idiot masses, no families spewing soda
during scenes they are programmed to find hilarious.
You can have your anemic American cinema, thanks.
My lion doth not roar in that direction!