ID the movie from my crappy haiku. Ready? Here we go.
Digging out using
a rock hammer. Onward to
Zihuatanejo.
Shot while in the john.
There will be no more twisting.
Or shooting Marvin.
Shadowy figure.
Makes up the story on spot.
I stole the surname.
Start at the ending.
And I have this condition.
Hell, Im a John G.
A mid-life crisis
Rose petals fall from above.
The Red Door stares back.
The first rule matches
The second rule. And then the
Big buildings fall down.
Natalie Portman
Takes lessons from the Cleaner.
Kill EVE-RY-ONE!
Some Brooklyn Junkies.
Dilating pictures of eyes.
And a killer fridge.
In Basin City
Walk down the right back alley.
And watch Nancy Strip.
Hallucinating
A giant evil bunny.
And saving the world.
Here is a Freebie.
Seriously, watch this film.
It is called Oldboy.
This is my rifle
This is my gun. This is for
Fight. This is for fun.
Little Ralphie wants
A new projectile weapon.
As the perfect gift.
Frogs fall from the sky.
And you must RESPECT THE c**k!
Aimee sings: Wise Up.
A giant Diamond.
Incomprehensible Brad.
And wacky limeys.
The Drink: White Russian.
The Mission: A brand new rug.
Watch out for Jesus.
The day will never
End until he gets it right.
All because of Phil.
To generate the
Power, the children must be
Scared. Or entertained.
Drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs.
And the filthiest toilet
In Scotland. Ugh. Gross.
New mythologies.
Troubled billionaire playboy.
No rubber nipples.
