Director of The Grudge on both sides of the Pacific, Shimizu has just announced his latest project; a film about a song so depressing, it makes the listener commit suicide. Sorry if you got lampooned by the title, as you can see, it was actually a veiled critique on the music of Coldplay. BOOM BOOM.

Anyway, sounds a bit cheesy and potentially lame to me. Like White Noise.
THIS WEEK:
Inglourious Basterds: Beggars can't be choosers. Difficult to separate the critics from the Tarantino fanboys. Probably worth the £7, but not by much.
The Time Traveller's Wife: LOL. If I want to watch time travelling shit, I'll watch Doctor Who. I got burned being in the same room as P.S. I Love You. Wounds run deep.
Time Travel+Mush-Dinosaurs=Twatfest.
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