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Last night we went to see a movie in a completely empty theater. This was an excellent thing, because I screamed - SCREAMED - my way through about 60% of it. And I’m usually more of an occasional yelper than a screamer.
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It will absolutely be considered by some to be the lowest of the low: an irredeemable, disgusting, obvious, dumb piece of trash. But I think that the people who will disregard this movie are probably pretty enamored of their own sophistication, and likely don’t believe that entertainment for entertainment’s sake has a real place in the world. Which is to say, lots of people I don’t particularly want to hang out with will insist that it’s a bad movie, refusing to allow any further discussion of the matter.
It is not a bad movie. I am not joking one little bit when I say that I think that Piranha 3D is a freaking masterpiece. Look, obviously it’s not Braveheart, Shawshank Redemption, Silence of the Lambs - it’s not even Seven - but it’s not trying to be. It clearly puts forth the thesis that boobs and guts are pretty damn entertaining…and you know what? They are. I could say that it’s tongue-in-cheek, but I wouldn’t call it a wink; I’d call it a billboard with the words, “Isn’t this awesome?!” printed across it in huge red letters. This movie is exactly what a movie called “Piranha 3D” should be…and as these kinds of films go, this is as good as it gets.
P.S. You can buy the poster pictured above HERE.