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(from mingthemerciless.com)
In the beginning God created City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold.
And City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold.
And God said, Let there be Jack Palance: and there was Jack Palance.
And God saw Jack Palance, that it was good: and God divided the Jack from the Palance.
And God called the Jack Duke, and the Palance he called Washburn. And the Jack and the Palance were Duke Washburn.
And God said, Let Duke Washburn be the brother of Curly, who died in the first movie.
And in City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold Billy Crystal went in search of Curly's gold, or something. I didn't see it. It looked shit.
I mean, it's such an annoying premise, bringing back Jack Palance.
And can you believe he won an Oscar for the first one?
It's just like Arthur II: On the rocks. They brought John Gielgud back for that one, even though he also died in the first movie.
And HE won an Oscar as well. Can you believe that?
"The Dukes of Hazzard" is a prime example of a sad Hollywood habit: taking a popular -- but rather dumb -- TV show and turning it into a totally stupid and meaningless film.
This flick is a car wreck with boobs.
Now, let me just say, if your idea of a good film is a nearly naked Jessica Simpson and completely over-the-top chase scenes, then this movie is for you.
If, however, you're not a teenage boy with raging hormones -- and you like films with an actual plot (instead of walking and talking clichés) -- this movie may put you into a coma. The storyline is so dumb and predictable it wouldn't have even made the grade for an episode of the original TV series.
Blogger's Note: Sadly, I'm certain this movie will still have a big opening weekend. Stupid people are easy to fool and every redneck in the country will load the kids in the back of the pickup truck, put on their cleanest NASCAR t-shirt and head for the theatre in town. You know, make a day of it. Maybe grab dinner at the Wal-Mart snack bar afterwards. What's even sadder is the fact that they'll all leave the movie thinking it was the greatest film they've seen all year.