Reviews are in for the movie I first heard about and already dreaded months ago. 'Lesbian Vampire Killers' apparently killed, and not in a good way. That sound you're hearing? The collective 'duh's' of lesbians all over the globe.
Alright, alright. I know I'm not supposed to judge until I've seen it. And normally I wouldn't. Really. I know you guys don't know me all that well yet but I wouldn't. But sometimes something comes along that you just can't ignore. Or watch. So seeing as I'm absolutely not planning to see 'Lesbian Vampire Killers' and I can't ignore the gleeful feeling I got today when reading the reviews for it, I'm talking about it anyway.
For the quote/unquote plot of this movie, check somewhere else. I'm not doing it and it's a waste of time anyway because there hardly is one from what I could gather. What I wanted to share with you all is the following, put up by Times Online.
'Phil Claydon’s instantly forgettable lad’s mag farce Lesbian Vampire Killers is an appalling waste of a perfectly decent title. James Corden and Mathew Horne are two witless slobs who go for a hike in Norfolk with an industrial quantity of condoms and end up being savaged by a posse of groaning 18-year-olds with plastic teeth, few clothes, pneumatic breasts and three brain cells between the lot of them. It’s profoundly awful.'
And that basically says all I wanted to say about this movie. Thank you for reading.
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