The problem with me and Netflix is that I have a terrible memory for which movies got really horrible reviews, and I’m too lazy to check on the Movie Review Query Engine before I add something to my list. So essentially I sit at my computer and put things in queue vaguely remembering that I heard something about a given movie at some point, but I can’t remember quite what, and how bad could it be?
It could be as bad as The Brothers Grimm, that’s how bad. There are movies that are Netflix bad, ones you’d have regretted paying to see in a cinema, but it’s only a couple of hours of your life at home, and it’s not like you have anything better to do.
Then there’s The Brothers Grimm. The seconds it took to add it to my queue? I want them back. The effort wasted by postal employees bringing it to my home and carrying it back to the nearest delivery facility? I regret it deeply. It was freakishly windy out while we were watching it, and my partner eventually said, “Even Mother Nature hates The Brothers Grimm.”
I haven’t yet seen Brokeback Mountain, and I’m prepared to believe that Heath Ledger is wonderful in it. But I think that, before he’s even nominated for another major acting award, he should have to do around ten really good films as atonement for his work in this… thing.