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Saturday, November 12, 2011

I Hate When Movies Have Crappy Bands. Satisfaction. Justine Bateman.

Somebody. Get. My. Spitup Bucket.


Because I just woke up and turned the TV on and the Justine Bateman movie "Satisfaction" was on. Julia Roberts is in it too. I hate when movies have bands and the bands are terrible. And the actor's are getting all into into and you're supposed to believe that they're a great band.

Like in this clip below. They start playing and the people in the audience have these expressions like they're slowly seeing something amazing. Like slowly they're all, "What?..What?...I think we're onto something here. Oh my God this music is unbelievable!" As if they're seeing the Beatles for the first time.

And the chick bands are the worst. They're hot but they're biting there lips and dancing around the way they think rockers should. I bet the director was like, "CUT! OK I need you to do like a shoulder lean in and really get into it. Maybe have a slightly angry expression."

And the other thing I hate about movies like this AND TV shows that have bands are the extras they hire to dance. Every time I see it I look at the crowd and think, "Nobody dances like that."

Oh and they also tortured Elvis Costello's "Mystery Dance. " Sickening. Here's the terrible quality clip: