That's When I Reach For My Revolver, or, Why Can't They Leave Ted Alone?

Heather is dead on with this post. Having pretty much run out of steam with the third Austin Powers flick, Michael Meyers follows in Jim Carey's footsteps and murders another classic book. Look, I appreciate the stuffed Thing One I received in my last box of Rice Krispies - but who thought this was a good idea? There's like, what, two hundred words in the whole book? And someone generated a screenplay from that.

Ugh. Those responsible for the above crimes deserve the bastinado.

On the flip side, I think I just may sequester myself to watch this film this evening.