Review of Housewife

. . . in the first few months after the Pope insisted that His Roman Legions be allowed to snip, edit, censor, redact, and castrate American Entertainment with a perverted Holier-Than-Thou sense of misplaced priorities which would soon be feeding ALL of Italy's Jews into Hitler's Death Camp Gas Chambers and Ovens in an effort to "Save" some idolatrous fresco doodles in the Sistine Chapel. This wrong-headed Roman (commonly sold in Vatican souvenir shops as Dope-on-a-Rope) established the "Holy See-No-Evil's" Still-Blindering-the-USA-in-2017 MPAA No Fun Bozos Board of Review. (All of the True Facts of this HOUSEWIFE review are available in the 2006 documentary *THIS FILM IS NOT YET RATED.) Warner cleverly trips up All of the Pope's Henchmen into a lose-lose position Vis a Vis HOUSEWIFE. After "Bill" has been Canoodling for months with "Patty" during a match obviously bronzed, welded, and cemented in Heaven, movie audiences everywhere were screaming to see Patty Caked Legally. Since Bill's wife "Nan" had let Billionaire "Paul" in by the Back Alley, Nan stood more than ready to pay the Baker's Man. By this juncture Warner's fiendishly tricky Warners bamboozled the MPAA High Priests to rear their ugly heads. The MPAA clowns insisted on rewriting the Only Possible HOUSEWIFE climax by having the Popemobile run over Bill and Nan's young son, implausibly bringing the mate-swapping couple back together!