Well at last I have just watched ‘Inglourious Basterds’ and what can I say. Well this, my bottom hurts. Over two hours of sitting in one place cringing at the dialogue and the dreadful Brady Boy is enough to make any cheek numb.
If you haven’t don’t and if you have you’ll know what I mean this is rubbish at its best.
As a Cat and author I suggest that you read my wonderful book “Getting Out – Excerpts from a Cat’s Diary,” which is available to all for a small fee at Amazon.com or my ‘www‘- wickedly, wonderful website, and don’t waste your money going to see this pile of rubbish.