
For the past couple of months, hockey bloggers have been inundated, neigh, assaulted, by a barrage of pitches leading up to tomorrow's North American release of The Love Guru, the latest vehicle for comic Mike Myers complete with a hockey subplot. But a funny thing happened on the way to opening night.
During the Stanley Cup Finals, the trailer for the movie became rather ubiquitous. Like most of the rest of the FanHouse crew, I was involved in moderating our live chats during the Finals. And every time the spots for the movies would come on screen, the mood of our chat participants turned downright ugly. From the very start, our readers seemed to have the movie tagged as the bomb of the Summer.
Turns out their instincts were right. Here's Dana Stevens of Slate:
There are good movies. There are bad movies. There are movies so bad they're good (though, strangely, not the reverse). And once in a while there is a movie so bad that it takes you to a place beyond good and evil and abandons you there, shivering and alone.Guess that's all you need to know. Then again, as I wrote at Mirtle's place yesterday, we had a pretty good idea what was coming when the same publicists who contacted us to pimp the movie didn't bother to invite us to any previews. Talk about telegraphing a punch.
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