If you want a movie that is weird to the point where you're wishing you were reading a 700-paged Bertrand Russell (he was a philosopher , mathematician, and SMOKER) book instead-then put this film in front of you. Otherwise, I find the film's supposed hilarity, that so many viewers think it definitely possesses, about as brilliant as a dog's critique of The Great Gatsby.
How are people finding this film a good way to pass the time?
How are reviewers enjoying even five minutes of such detritus? They give this gory and unfunny piece of "art" the time of day?
I tried to give Smoking Causes Coughing a chance, despite the maddening weakness enveloping the whole thing.
However, I walked out of the movie theater following about an hour and ten minutes of viewing. I'm surprised I sat in front of it as long as I did.
Weak!
How are people finding this film a good way to pass the time?
How are reviewers enjoying even five minutes of such detritus? They give this gory and unfunny piece of "art" the time of day?
I tried to give Smoking Causes Coughing a chance, despite the maddening weakness enveloping the whole thing.
However, I walked out of the movie theater following about an hour and ten minutes of viewing. I'm surprised I sat in front of it as long as I did.
Weak!