In which I include the sound of flatulence because I am a child.
The one time of year where I’m mostly positive!
Because the channel is called “Cinematic Excrement” after all.
The annual assessment of my poor taste in film.
No, Ghostbusters didn’t make the list. Deal with it.
You saw the 10 favorites. Now see the 10 that should burn.
It’s time once again for the annual questioning of Sean’s taste.
In which I confirm your suspicions that I have terrible taste.