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John Cusack is pretty hit or miss for me. Ok, I've liked most of the stuff I've seen him in, but I just don't like HIM. He works in his roles. Although those roles seem to be a lot of belly button staring weenies. It's not even really that I've heard he's a first class prick in the real world. I don't know.
This was a pretty good movie. An in your face sort of satire, but I liked it. And it had a couple of lines that had me reaching for pen and paper.
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Sometimes, your belly button holds fascinating truths. Sometimes just lint.
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