Movie Night: Memoirs of a Geisha

Last night was movie night at Chez Kal, and Wifeypooh and I rented Memoirs of a Geisha. Here's my review:

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Holy cow.

What a friggin boring movie. Yeah, yeah - nice costumes. Big deal. Damn.

I give it 5 out of 5 Sandra Bullocks*



(* the Sandra Bullock scale was devised to rate a movie sleepability, due to my inability to stay awake through any Sandra Bullock film since Demolition Man. A perfect score represents a movie's a) stupifying boredom combined with b) lack of even token nudity despite hot chickage [see Practical Magic... what a waste of time, Nicole Kidman and Sandra Bullock and zero nudity... Rated PG-13 for sensuality my fanny...])