"Just making sure you're not a tranny."
You may want to see how Emily Browning's body looks like sans vêtements. At first, of course, it's something new. Fresh meat, literally.
Hoping to land a lingerie endorsement deal.
Then you start to see the nuances in Emily Browning's body. Like she's too white, as in cadaver-white. And her feet are too small.
"Yuck! My feet are smaller than Chinese feet!"
When I was a kid, I remembered having this nauseous feeling whenever my eyes made contact with pornographic images. And that same feeling of nausea definitely haunted me while watching this.
Reason not to watch it: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
"Oh my. She fell asleep from sheer boredom!"
The story was so boring, and so poorly told, that I'll just share with you another story. This is the story of how I watched this flick without paying for my ticket.
It all began in Robinsons Metro East Cinema 4, where I was watching Immortals. After the movie, I made my way to Cinema 4's restroom, which had a sign on the door saying, "Please proceed to the Cinema 3 restroom". So I did. When I noticed that no one was looking, I went inside Cinema 3 and found an empty seat. I thought Cinema 3 was playing The Adventures of Tintin, but I was greeted by Emily Browning's pretty face. So I decided to sit it out, and began to notice that there were only five people in the entire cinema, and all of us were males.
Sleeping Beauty. Australia. 2011.
Rating: Three out of ten.
My restroom anecdote: Seven out of ten.
*some info from IMDb