Seeking Solace

If you are considering catching the movie < My Super Ex-Girlfriend >, please be one of the following:

A person that lacks a 'Level 1' imagination
Someone who caught all the movies and has no other choices (Though it is advised that watching the people walking in and out of cinema theatres is more constructive)
A sexually deprived person with the naive fantasy to make love with a super hero in the air
A person with no laughter in life, probably one that finds broken penis a funny instead of painful affair.
Someone who not only believes in Super heroes, but fairy tales where partners can easily be switched and the pedestrians will clap and feel happy for you when you kiss even if you broke their ceiling and spoil their shows.

Last but not least,

A person that does not have friends like Cecilia and Rachel that highlight what is LAME to you. (Even Cecilia and Rachel are 10 times funnier.)

The show is a Spiderman, Superman, X-Men and Powerpuff girls wannabe. Note, Wannabe. G-Girl? *roll eyeballs for 10 complete rounds* Seriously, I suspect G-girl means Goofy girl or Goondu girl. The film is flimsy and the actors and actresses lacked chemistry . There are shows with a capital L for lame. This one has capital L.A.M.E for lame. I am so disappointed. The jolly animated closing credits are supposed to be much more entertaining, except that I couldn't wait to get my ass out of the cinema, get myself out of the show. Like they say, a great movie makes your day. A bad movie?

It sums up my day today.

Today started off wrong. I guess it is just as right to end wrong.

Jacqueline
10:57 PM