Any more, it’s almost a chore to go see movies. I’m done with it. Aside from Drag Me To Hell, which opened tonight, I’m unlikely to see a movie in a theater in a good while. That is, so long as abortions like the Wolverine flick continue to be cranked out.

This may require a bit of explanation, actually. I haven’t seen Wolverine, and I don’t ever plan to see it. I love horrible movies. Every Police Academy flick ever made is on my list of favorite movies, I tell ya … even Miami Beach. I’ll bathe in the glorious rays of suck that is Blues Brothers 2000, but I absolutely refuse to watch X-Men Origins: Wolverine. It’s just that bad.

That being the case, I’ve started writing a review of the film. It seems to me that if the film makers can make movies without an ounce of integrity towards their wares, then I can write reviews with that very same lack of depth.

Be on the look out for entries tagged “the best movies i never saw” in the near future.