Drunken Review: War Of The Worlds 8

I want to write a proper review for this but I’m drunk so instead I’ll just attempt to write some crap before I pass out. I’m drunk because we saw War Of The Worlds at Crown Casino’s Gold Class Cinema and Rox and I managed to drink a bottle of wine+ during the film. Then I ate heaps of rasberry jelly lollies on the way home and now I think I am going to throw up everywhere. Anyway.
Two words? The. Shizzle.
This movie is the farkin’ dogs bollocks. I haven’t felt as excited and suspenseful (?) during a movie since that time I got really drunk on Absynthe and watched Priscilla. The way the Martian robot things nuke everyone and everything was totally awesome (I’m trying not to spoil anything for those who haven’t seen it yet).
My only issue with the film was the ending but that is loyal to the H.G. Welles original so that can be forgiven sort of. Still it was a bit abrupt in my opinion (But hey what do I know, I was in the toilet for half the movie, damn wine bastard).
Also it wasn’t set in Woking!!!! How can you not set it in Woking man??! Maybe because If they had nuked Woking the world would have been a slightly better place? Hehe
Go see War Of The Worlds! Drunk!