I don’t know how old I’ll be before I stop blaming my parents for not forcing me to watch culturally relevant movies, but I think late twenties is still OK. I guess age doesn’t matter so much as when the movie came out. For example, can I still blame my mom when I’m 50 for not making me see a movie that came out when I was 30?
My parents failed me on not making me watch Bad Santa. Bad mom, and bad dad! I know I watch FAR more movies than my parents, but blaming yourself is no fun. And isn’t that what moms and pops are for?
Here are a couple of my favorite scenes. I think I have an obsessive problem. I’ve watched Bad Santa three times this week and I’ve seen The Hangover three times as well, because well, I can’t get enough of Bradley Cooper and Zach Galifianakis.
Is it weird to think Billy Bob Thornton is hot? I don’t know anything about him other than the fact that he was Bad Santa and he had a little vial of blood with Angelina Jolie.