Elpmis give this movie: 5 out of 5 mayo jars.
For a 23-year-old male, telling friends “my girlfriend wants to see it” is the only justification sparing one from a pummeling of empty beer cans. Such was my excuse for buying two tickets to Robert Gordon’s Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. This movie was first a book written by Daniel Handler about three wealthy children's parents being killed in a fire. They are then sent to a relative, Count Olaf (played by Jim Carrey) and soon find that he is plotting to kill them and seize their parent’s fortune. Now let me say this first, I’m not a writer, in fact if I were to write a novel it would probably be documentation of my struggles writing a book. And with that comes my complete disregard for the arts in general: I dislike poetry, I detest paintings, Mozart can suck my dick, hell I don’t even enjoy throwing on a scarf to spend my afternoon in Starbucks. My point is that I wouldn’t recognize a good book or for that matter a good movie based off a good book, but I can tell you this, I haven’t enjoyed a movie as much as I enjoyed Lemony Snicket in a long, long time. And oh yeah, Emily Browning is going to be hot when she grows up.
For a 23-year-old male, telling friends “my girlfriend wants to see it” is the only justification sparing one from a pummeling of empty beer cans. Such was my excuse for buying two tickets to Robert Gordon’s Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. This movie was first a book written by Daniel Handler about three wealthy children's parents being killed in a fire. They are then sent to a relative, Count Olaf (played by Jim Carrey) and soon find that he is plotting to kill them and seize their parent’s fortune. Now let me say this first, I’m not a writer, in fact if I were to write a novel it would probably be documentation of my struggles writing a book. And with that comes my complete disregard for the arts in general: I dislike poetry, I detest paintings, Mozart can suck my dick, hell I don’t even enjoy throwing on a scarf to spend my afternoon in Starbucks. My point is that I wouldn’t recognize a good book or for that matter a good movie based off a good book, but I can tell you this, I haven’t enjoyed a movie as much as I enjoyed Lemony Snicket in a long, long time. And oh yeah, Emily Browning is going to be hot when she grows up.