Eragon...
Okay, it stank. Not as badly as a dead woodchuck that's been rotting under your porch for an entire summer, but it stank, nonetheless.
Therefore, let us join the proud ranks of Those Who Hated Eragon.
*blecch!*
(Oh, and Neil also wishes to register a complaint that he saw way too much naked man-boobage, and of the females in the movie, about the only one that ever got any decent screen time was the dragon. What kind of a fantasy movie is that?)
Princess from movie: "Yesterday, you were a farm boy. Today, you are a hero. Tomorrow..."
Crow or Servo: "Tomorrow, you'll be a fat has-been, schlepping pickled pork rinds and lying corpulently on the couch, belching and watching football and dreaming of past glories."
Thanks, Pearl.
Therefore, let us join the proud ranks of Those Who Hated Eragon.
*blecch!*
(Oh, and Neil also wishes to register a complaint that he saw way too much naked man-boobage, and of the females in the movie, about the only one that ever got any decent screen time was the dragon. What kind of a fantasy movie is that?)
Princess from movie: "Yesterday, you were a farm boy. Today, you are a hero. Tomorrow..."
Crow or Servo: "Tomorrow, you'll be a fat has-been, schlepping pickled pork rinds and lying corpulently on the couch, belching and watching football and dreaming of past glories."
Thanks, Pearl.