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The James Bond Movie

Rating: 2.8

The popcorn is greasy, and I forgot to bring a Kleenex.
A pill that’s a bomb inside the stomach of a man inside

The Embassy blows up. Eructations of flame, luxurious
cauliflowers giganticize into motion. The entire 29-ft.

screen is orange, is crackling flesh and brick bursting,
blackening, smithereened. I unwrap a Dentyne and, while

jouncing my teeth in rubber tongue-smarting clove, try

with the 2-inch-wide paper to blot butter off my fingers.
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Terence Collings 01 December 2015

Deliciously wicked. And right on the nail, apropos this world of frisson filled fakery. Reminded me, obliquely of Denise Duhummel at her wittiest! !

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Roxana Funez 13 April 2012

so i take that she didn't enjoy the movie very much ;)

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