No, GOD, you aren't changing my mind.
Bring on the crazy plumed-men, account errors with my cell phone bill, lease re-signing issues with our invisible landlord, and the FBI wanting to ask still more questions about the stolen Picasso at work. I'm STILL going to go see Apocalypto. I know Mel Gibson is genetically inclined towards severely retarded tendencies, but, look, I've been wanting to see a movie realize pre-Columbian history since I was like seven or eight years old.
I can't help it.
Lay off.
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