Sanityisoverrated wrote:
I hate the cult of the celebrity.
Hail the film with contrived cliche,
where villains plot to ruin the day.
Hail actor, hunk of meat. A superhero one can't defeat.
A towering colossus before which we retreat.
The hero journeys through fuzzy logic pass,
and defeats the bad guy to screw the actress with class.
Hail the actress, impossible be her mold.
Her breasts, her buttocks, males adored.
But when she tires of the makeup and the wonder-bra.
Pray she doesn't succumb to anorexia.
In the name of the TV, the audience, and the holy Screen Actors Guild, Amen.