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 | | Unfortunately, I didn't get sick 45 minutes into Bicentennial Man, and my stomach was able to make it through the remainder of the film's running time; another hour full of sickening, sugar-coated, artificial sentimentality that, by the end, had me wanting to puke. |
 | | The first, non-vomit-inducing 45 minutes of Bicentennial Man, is a story of a family trying to adjust to living with a robot, and a robot trying to adjust to the family that's trying to adjust to it. |
 | | In a perfect world, I would have gotten sick with a stomach virus 45 minutes into this film, ran out of the theater, puked all over the place, and then proceeded to leave with a smile on my face. |
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