Ok, I had written a long review of “One Missed Call”, which I made the mistake of downloading to watch. But I kept hacking at it and removing sentences that weren’t necessary to describe how awful that movie truly is. Finally, only one sentence was left and it truly encapsulates everything that goes wrong better than anything else could.
The movie begins with two people preparing a garden salad in the middle of a raging college house party.
If you are wondering if “preparing a garden salad” is a hip euphemism, it is not. It is an honest-to-god salad.
Yesterday on our way back from lunch, we saw a guy driving a 4-door Geo Metro with a gigantic spoiler on the back. We laughed. Then, I pointed out that we were 5 people crammed into a tiny Scion xB and suddenly it didn’t seem so funny anymore.
