Note:
The following is a typed transcription of Schwartzy and Pagana’s lost (PFFFT! LOUSY JORDAN!!) review of ‘This Means War’. This transcription luckily survives because Schwartzy and Pagana insist a stenographer follow them and copy down everything they say.
I’m Schwartzy!
And I’m Pagana!
And we’d like to kick off our webbyblog by reviewing the new movie “This Means War” starring Tom Hardy, Young William Shatner, and that frog-looking Witherspoon broad.
“This Means War” is your typical comedy, action, romance blockbuster hit. Without the hit.
Or the comedy.
Or the action.
Or the romance.
The story goes like this: Two guys, (neither one of which is Peter O’Toole – STRIKE ONE), who happen to be best friends, (but without fake mustaches) fall for the same dame. Then, they find out they fell for the same dame. Then the dame decides she can’t decide which guy she wants. TYPICAL DAME! Then, the guys decide they’re going to keep pursuing the said dame, even though that said dame is fickle and can’t make up her mind.
TYPICAL DAME!
Naturally, they become very competitive and things get ugly. Almost as ugly as Witherspoon herself.
So, they decide: may the best spy win!
Oh yeah, the guys happen to also be two good-looking FBI agents. Hence, the tag line “May the best spy win.”
You think they’re good looking?
Well, I’m just saying… as far as FBI agents go they’re pretty handsome.
…Anyways, if you like crummy romantic comedies posing as action flicks, then this is right up your alley.
I’d like to be up that Witherspoon broad’s alley, know what I mean?
Not really. So, where were we? Oh yeah. This was really a bad premise for a movie.
Yeah! What best friends would actually let a dame come between them? However, I’m pretty sure if we were in that situation, she would pick me hands down.
Uh, I don’t think so. Nobody likes a midget!
Well nobody likes a fatty!
Hey! Gramma likes fatties.
Yeah, but she likes midgets too!
True!
Anyways, the story line is implausible, henceforth makes for a bad motion picture.
Like we said, no true best friends would argue over a dame.
Unless, of course, she was hot…