Last year, in honor of Roger Ebert’s 70th birthday, someone collected 50 of his nastiest remarks from reviews of bad films. It’s wonderful, from start to finish. I especially loved these two:
“Many films are bad. Only a few declare themselves the work of people deficient in taste, judgment, reason, tact, morality, and common sense. Was there no one connected with this project who read the screenplay, considered the story, evaluated the proposed film and vomited?”
And:
“I hope 13 Ghosts plays mostly at multiplexes, because it’s the kind of movie you want to watch from the next theater.”
I thank Alex Ignatiev from (tornado-struck!) Hattiesburg for putting this into my Facebook feed. It made me happy.



I remember hearing his review of the French movie Little Indian in the Big City (which was later remade, with Tim Allen, as Jungle 2 [sic] Jungle). Not only was the movie awful, but apparently, at the screen he attended, a reel was missing. He said, “Even if the missing reel had contained the legendary lost footage from The Magnificent Ambersons, this movie would still suck.”