Wednesday, June 04, 2008

It Failed The Sniff Test

The film Perfume: Story of a Murderer is possibly the best worst movie I have seen since The Transporter almost made me piss myself with laughter at the local fleapit.

After the first five minutes I remarked to Country Mouse that I was glad that Terry Gilliam hadn't directed it. After the film bizzarely and briefly turned into its own trailer half way through and then became a glitzier version of Manos: Hands of Fate I began to wish he had.

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer: yet another strike against Germans who decide to be the writer, director, and score composer on their own getting another project greenlighted ever again.

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