MasterChugs Theater: Why can’t we Derek Lowe Brett Ratner?

Regular readers to my column know a few constants about me:

  • I really like good movies.
  • I really love bad movies.
  • Christmas movies are tops for me.
  • Brett Ratner is my arch-nemesis.

Spoilers: This column will not be one where we see a magical change to that part of me. Continue reading MasterChugs Theater: Why can’t we Derek Lowe Brett Ratner?

MasterChugs Theater: Brett Ratner serves a purpose

I just got the bad news. Blood pressure’s up. Stress is on its way to end it all. Granted, it’s genetic and runs in the family, but still–why now? Is there anything that can be done to help the situation?

Oh my. Oh my, oh my, oh my. What am I to do?

Well, the doctor recommends a form of catharsis. Think of it as therapy, he says. Maybe you should excise some of that gratuitous stress that’s all built up within, is his advice.

OK. Sure, that can be done.

Dear Brett Ratner,

Just who do you think you are? Continue reading MasterChugs Theater: Brett Ratner serves a purpose