I know, I know, She’s stealing babies from developing countries and her toothpick arms scream eating disorder. But I can’t help it. Angelina Jolie is h-o-t (stay tuned for a 3rd degree of separation picture of me and mystery celebrity that connects me to The Jolie.)

I put my friendship with Lisa K. at serious risk when I dragged her to watch Tomb Raider 2. At least Tomb Raider 2 gave her glamourous costumes (remember that white fur collar thing she wore in the arctic scenes?) And 95% of the time she was front and center in every scene. Wanted’s plot was only nominally dumber than Tomb Raider 2–really, a secret society of weavers? How menacing can a bunch of people making 4000 thread count sheets really be? But it usurps Tomb Raider 2 for worst movie I paid money to see because She is hardly in the movie!

Newsflash–I’m paying to see Angelina, not to commune with James McAvoy’s lame search for the meaning of life that concludes in patricidal idiocy. B-o-r-i-n-g.

Just how bad is Wanted? Worse than a sequel to a movie based on a video game…’nuff said.