American Psycho 2 was a random watch on Netflix I slogged through a while ago for notes. This flick is just awful. Not even Mila Kunis' cute little ass helped this one. The almighty William Shatner didn't help either. The directing was piss poor, shitty dialogue, generically average plot and acting... ugh. No and no. It's "horror" movies like this that make you realize the different tiers of terror flicks. This one is just right at the bottom, and that's all there it is to it. If I ever meet anyone that actually digs this movie, they're not a horror buff-they're an idiot.
Head in the fridge!
C'mon, she doesn't like frisbee?
Ooooh shit, William Shatner! I wasn't expecting him!
Teacher/student relationships are fucking weird.
Shove your "freshman pamphlet" up your ass, Gertrude.
Her cat's name is Ricky Martin?!
Nuked pussy isn't something I'm ready to try out. Give me some time.
I want to hit Cassandra.
Brian, shut the fuck up.
Drunk, rich people are stupid. That's why it's so funny.
How were you not prepared to have sex with Mila Kunis?
"Ribbed, for her pleasure."
None of the music in this flick fits anywhere.
Dhani Jones raises his hand!
William Shatner must have been in dire need of money or he was bored off his ass.
This had to be a side project or some sort of stepping stone for Mila Kunis and William Shatner because there's just no reason for either of them to even be interested in something like this. I don't recommend this flick to anyone of you unless your planning on doing a self lobotomy. Or, just watch That 70's show. Jackie Berkhart. Mmmmm.
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