Made in 2000, yet painfully '90s.
Fast-forward when bored
to club scenes with sexiness.
Hell? Satan? Nowhere.
Rebecca Gayheart
we loved it when you harped on
Balthazar Getty
AND NOW another thrilling edition of CELL PHONE CAMERA THEATRE:
We watched this exchange about a half dozen times. It gets better with repeat viewings.
A break, Michael? Don’t lie to me.
