I really don't think I'm going to make it through Barb and Star and if I do there's no way I'm giving it a proper review treatment.
This is my second attempt at it and it's hard going. I am 28 minutes in and I have smirked once. Their boss was mildly amusing for a second and it caught me off guard. I started to think it might be half way decent.
I don't know what is going on with Frank Drebin but he's obviously in a bit of emotional turmoil if he's seeking solace in this.
Oh look now there's a pianist called Richard Cheese singing "I love boobies".
That's an actual moment in this film about two Nebraskan spinsters with Minnesotan accents that go on holiday.
It's rubbish.
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