Friday, February 21, 2003
The Miracle of Rotoscoping: American Pop
Watched the rest of American Pop with Stinky McGee. Oh, the miracle of rotoscoping. It wasn't a BAD movie. Not that I'm saying it was good--because it wasn't--but it was entertaining. I pretty much liked it until the end. Then they ruined everything by seguewaying from a bad cover of "Pretty Vacant" into Bob Segar's "Night Moves" and then inexplicably into "Blue Suede Shoes." BAh. Bah, I say.
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