Life Of Pi.....okay, I guess. Difficult enough book to transfer to film.
The Magnificent Eleven.....quite possibly the worst film I've ever seen: and as you will all know, I've waded through some shite (on your behalf). Indescribably bad on so many levels. Abysmal plot, comically bad acting. Oh, Keith Allen is in it, which should have set the shite-film siren screaming like a cunt but I ignored this and was allured by the fact that Irvine Welsh had a hand it; ample proof that you should stick to what you're good at. It was the equivalent of Frederick Forsythe doing Live at the Apollo. Welsh even does a cameo (I think). Fits right in, considering he can't act. Pointless fucking drivel and anyone having any hand in it should be shot with balls of their own shite. I'll give Allen a waiver considering he's still getting off his nut at regular intervals (and must have been when he read the script to this fucking abortion of a movie) but he loses any brownie points as he spawned Lily Allen, who sounds like your drunk madasfuck auntie howling through an Alanis Morrisette album wearing nothing but a pair of Uggs standing on your settee on New Year's Eve.
Django Unchained....eventually got around to watching it and thought it was excellent. Of course, the fat cunt Tarantino couldn't help himself and had to get his squashed fucking ugly mug in at some stage. He looks like a Spitting Image parody of himself. Wouldn't look out of place in an Aphex Twin video. The cunt.