I went in thinking that those little rodents were going to make me want to run away screaming. Little did I know that their furry little presence would actually serve as a calming influence and save Jason Lee from a pelting of whatever sticky candy wrappers, stale popcorn, and 16oz dregs of soda tubs I could find under my seat.

Between his persistently stuffy nose and hoarse throat, unmitigated lack of any comic timing, and misaligned eye contact with his imaginary friends, what would otherwise have been a "One Ishtar" movie ended up on the far side of a "Two Ishtar" rating.

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