Return of the Angel Dust.
Fucking END, already! Why would anyone make a movie this long? Immortality? I’m a busy guy! I don't have time for this. I had to do, like, three rails of PCP to get through the last Lord of the Rings without nodding off, and now I need to drink orange juice straight of the carton in a convenience store while masturbating and then run through a plate glass window, not watch more midgets walking. And for what? The midgets defeat Sauron (big bad guy; looks like a vampire Transformer) maybe ten minutes into the film, and the rest of the movie follows them back home as they putter around and make tea like retired English women. I know, I know, the lengthy homecoming is in the novel, but so are the addendum, preface, and book plate, and I don’t need to see Peter Jackson spend $100 million bringing the dedication page to life. I also don’t need to waste anymore of my PCP rage on this piece of crap.