No.
For Amelie is French, and the French have a habit of making films which are vaguely clever, have interesting plots and eccentric but 3-dimensional characters who bring a certain warmth and honesty to the cinematic experience.

Well, obviously they must be stopped. 'Cause what we need is more cliche-driven, soppy, predictable, smug, arse-clenchingly bad, happy-fucking-clappy all-American fucking family-values-friendly, yeehah-ain't-it-great-that-all-the-characters-are-all-good-law-abiding-white-christian-folk-except-the-token-black-dude pile of triple-felched arse shavings of a film that you'd think was written by the retarded ADHD child who swims through his own shit to get to the fucking typewriter which is upside-down anyway.

In short, call me cynical, but I don't hold out much hope for any film called anything as fucking smug as "He's just not that (far) into you(r rectal passage)"
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 26 Jan 2009, 23:01, Reply)