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Longshot (2001)

Longshot is one of the most inexplicable movies ever made. It’s the kind of the movie that is so awful that, if you are religious, it might actually make you question the existence of a creator; how could a benevolent being allow for such a movie to be made?   Who exactly was the movie made for? It’s simultaneously a crime thriller and a teen comedy. It features endless cameos by (then) hot teenage acts like N’SYNC, O Town, and Britney Spears.   Yet, despite all the big names involved, the movie was never given a theatrical release and went straight to DVD.   I would have never known of its existence had not my then roommate, Peter, found it in the five dollar bin at Wal-Mart and purchased it. We had a fondness for bad movies and spent many wasted hours watching them, pondering how in the hell they were ever made.   Longshot is one of those movies that nearly defeated us, even consuming large amounts of alcohol wasn’t enough to numb the pain; it worked for Spice World, but L

Diamonds Are Forever (1971)

If you were to ask the average James Bond fan where they would rank Diamonds Are Forever , they would probably put it towards the bottom of their list. It’s a much maligned entry in the series and is considered to be the worst of the Connery Bond movies (though, I prefer it to You Only Live Twice). Their vitriol is understandable; it comes directly after On Her Majesty’s Secret Service , which is regarded as being one of the best (if the not   the best) James Bond films.   On Her Majesty’s Secret Service was, for the most part, a fairly realistic thriller with a great Bond girl (Diana Rigg) and formidable villain in Telly Savalas (as Blofeld). Diamonds Are Forever, however, is a rather silly movie with over the top characters (Blofeld’s gay henchmen, Mr.Kidd and Mr. Wint, the reclusive billionaire, Willard Whyte, to name a few), a campy villain (Charles Gray’s Blofeld), and an attractive, but extremely useless Bond girl, Tiffany Case (Jill St. John).   It completely ignores