Some pretty girl bunks up with some ditzy boy, only -- wouldn't you know it? -- politics gets in the way. Duh! This huge "war" thing happens -- like, bummer -- but the big hero spends the whole time sulking in a tent -- until his boyfriend gets snuffed. Then there's this crazy horse business -- dude, you don't wanna know. And they go off and found Rome or something. Yeah, the Sistine Chapel and shit. Ice cream and pizza. Three coins in the fountain. Man, I'm hungry. Can we get take out?

Colin Farrell gets a wrong number. Low budget setless psycho-pic featuring sex, prostitution, violence, corruption, lies, deception and greed. A bit like Emmerdale then. Phone company unable to help (no change there then) The Police stand around watching (nuf sed) and the Health professionals leave an injured man unattended in an ambulance (how New Labour) Surprisingly though well worth 83 minutes of your time to see it!

Alexander leads a huge army on a quest to kill as many foreigners as possible, until after seven years the army has had enough and convinces him to take them home. For this he is called "Great". Men!

Identical to Toy Story 2, except with a cat in the lead rôle. In an incredible coincidence, it shares some writers with Toy Story 2, too.

Very pretty shots of boats shooting at each other ruined by some quite shockingly crap actiing. Russell Crowe fails to die in scene 1, an obvious error.

It's about a man called Schmidt.

It's about a boy.

It's about my mother, and there's no room for a sequel.

Rocky challenges his son.

Oh, probably about cooking and stuff, I expect.

Don't ask me...

uhm... it's got some good music in it...

For some reason, they forgot to put Adam into the script. Coh, feminists.

The characters all quote old plays at each other. Then they die.

Two stoners deal heroin to raise cash they then use to buy flash motorbikes during opening credits, then set off to look for America. Unfortunately, they find it.

Evil usurping uncle after achieving the throne by murder is destablised by a theatrical vision. Lots of fighting, but less peple die in this happy variation on Macbeth and Hamlet.

Hamlet. Says it all.

Please pardon my attempts to beat Projoy to ending this game.

So, could it be that whilst Sir Laurence Olivier and Kenneth Branagh fail to make the grade, the required Shakesperian corpse is, in fact, Mel Gibson?

I have no shame...

Indeed you don't!

Gripping story about a man who spends all his time staring out of the window.

Oh....it's over.

Well, I'm still reading it..

A fish tries to find another fish called Nemo. He does.

And me!