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there is very little so satisfying --
-- as reading negative reviews written by people who can really handle the language. anyone who's never read dorothy parker's "constant reader" columns should do so without further delay. because i'm bored this afternoon, i've been systematically combing the chicago sun-times website and reading ebert's zero-star reviews.
"mad dog time should be cut into free ukelele picks for the poor."
"if you, under any circumstances, see little indian, big city, i will never let you read one of my reviews again."
"[slackers] made me feel unclean, and i'm the guy who liked there's something about mary and both american pie movies. oh, and booty call. this film knows no shame."
and of course, the famous review of north: "i hated this movie. hated hated hated hated hated this movie. hated it."
"mad dog time should be cut into free ukelele picks for the poor."
"if you, under any circumstances, see little indian, big city, i will never let you read one of my reviews again."
"[slackers] made me feel unclean, and i'm the guy who liked there's something about mary and both american pie movies. oh, and booty call. this film knows no shame."
and of course, the famous review of north: "i hated this movie. hated hated hated hated hated this movie. hated it."