last post about Gigli, I swear
First there was Showgirls. Then there was Glitter. Now, from what I imagine is the same circle of hell, comes Gigli. I imagine that Freddy and Jason have better on screen chemistry than Ben and J-Lo.
Yes, I made yet another movie about a movie.
Some of the incredible reviews, via Rotten Tomotoes:
Such an utter wreck of a movie you expect to see it lying on its side somewhere in rural Pennsylvania, with a small gang of engineers circling and a wisp of smoke rising from the caboose
I fought the urge to punch someone once it finally ended.
Gigli is so horrible I had to go cleanse my palate afterward by watching Glitter.
Gigli rhymes with "really." As in "really bad," or "really offensive," or "really wish I’d remembered my gun so I could just shoot myself now and end the misery.