The Red Bull

My friends and I are always looking for the diamond in the rough (as it were), that one movie that's just so bad it serves as the topic of conversation for the next few days. I read a few comments after viewing this movie and don't think people realized: This movie is exactly what it claimed to be.

Sure it's hardly an example of a "good" movie, but the increasing ridiculousness of the story was matched only by the quality of the cinematography. Sure they could have spent more time on a foley stage, but when you're looking at a room full of naked women showering, who cares? The only gripe was about one character who obviously didn't belong in a juvenile detention center. As my friend pointed out, they neglected to tell her it was reform school, not old school.

All in all, get some friends, get some buds and prepare to be entertained. The only thing missing from this reform school is a giant tub of Jell-O.

This movie actually kind of rules. I don't know if it's just because of my low brow sense of humor, or maybe I was stoned, but, as impossible as it sounds, this movie goes from bad to good far more than often enough to even itself out.

My favorite part is how it takes every possibly hilarious situation well past it's logical extreme. Quite often, it does this to the point of tedium, but always manages to snap itself back somehow.

A fair warning though, by the time my DVD player said 5 minutes, I was out of fingers on which to count clichés. Several times, the principal busts jokes, but the canned laughter forgets to applaud. Classic.

But Lindsay Lohan is still hot.

It's a Rob Schneider movie, is there really anything else to say? An hour and a half of extreme stupidity, the humor of which was apparently lost on me. After having seen a few movies like this, I'd personally like to see Rob Schneider thrown to the animals, not made of them.