Tuesday Unhotness – The Cast of Splice

Just got back from the late showing of Splice and am pretty much wishing I could wash my eyes with how the Pumpjack smells on a packed Sunday afternoon (which does, as popular folklore dictates, cause permanent blindness). I have a lot of respect for Adrien Brody and Sarah Polley. Why the hell they both signed on to that incestuous sci-fi romp is beyond me. The equivalent would be watching Julianne Moore and George Clooney do an episode of Glee.

Verdict: Testicles-retracting-into-abdominal-wall-kinda-bad.

Recommendation: Do not waste your money… unless of course you plan to take your mom and/or dad. Cause you can’t buy that kind of sexy awkwardness for $12.99 anywhere else in town. Trust me.

Eww

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