Netflix seems to think that I will like a snowboarding documentary called “Lost in Translation” based solely on the fact that I enjoyed the Billy Murray flick with the same title.
I love Netflix, but it is so incorrect about so many things (running times, genres, spelling) that I’m happy to get DVDs in the envelopes and not flattened car keys.
Netflix seems to think that I will like a snowboarding documentary called “Lost in Translation” based solely on the fact that I enjoyed the Billy Murray flick with the same title.
You would think it would give you movies such as: Children of Men, The Departed, Cast Away, Signs. You know – Movies – With Crappy Endings!!
YAY ANOTHER CHILDREN OF MEN HATER! CGI BABY!
I watched watched “Pretty Persuasion” last night – a recommendation after seeing “King of California.”
Twisted movie. Cruel Intentions+Election. The ending makes you feel bad for having enjoyed it at all, in a “swift kick to the head” kind of way.
I love Netflix, but it is so incorrect about so many things (running times, genres, spelling) that I’m happy to get DVDs in the envelopes and not flattened car keys.