I love wine. Liquid life. Nectar of the gods. But, I always stretch my inebriation dollar. Here’s one of my recent discoveries, about $7.99 street.
Redtree Pinot Noir. You cannot go wrong with this one!
If someone asks you to see Terrence Malick’s TREE OF LIFE, run for your damn life—this movie is friggin’ awful. I mean, it has to be the worst mess I have ever seen.
I hope someone files a class action suit against Malick for passing off dog poo as art. Unfortunately, new-age nimrods will probably rally behind this film–all professing to know its secret message. The only secret is that this snarky director stole money from unsuspecting viewers.
I hated this film. Here’s a picture of the stupid dinosaur in the movie.
I am not kidding–Malick had a couple of juvenile CGI dinosaurs hopping around–I was hoping Fred Flintstone would appear and make some sense of this awful movie. He didn’t, and the movie never made sense.
If you are the least bit suicidal, DO NOT attend the Tree of Life. It will drive sane people to their graves; death is better than having to sit through this 2 1/2 hour pile of vomit.
Did I say I HATED the Tree of Life?