Kelly WandWeatherwoman Returns
October 21st 2006 03:36
The first thing I should tell you is that this film does not really mark the return of Weatherwoman. Fans of the initial “Weatherwoman” need not feel disappointed. This is a more of kind of a parallel Earth “Weatherwoman” or perhaps – what is the modern word – a reimagining.
If I were you and I hadn’t seen the first film, I’d read my previous review of “Weatherwoman”. That way, you’ll know what you are getting yourself into.
We still have a Keiko but she is not the same Keiko as the Keiko in Weatherwoman. Confused? Don’t be. This time Keiko is the new owner of a television company whose level of professionalism ranks right up there with community and public access.
To survive, the company desperately needs a hit and you just know it is going to be the Weather Show. And, yes, Keiko will flash her scanties. The rival female TV boss will be jealous. There will be a telecast contest at the end to decide who should be your Weatherwoman. There will be smut. There will be smut enough flood cities and destroy civilisation as we know it.
It may never reach the giddy heights of its predecessor but you will enjoy. You will quite possibly be aroused but we shouldn’t really talk about that. You will definitely feel like you have consumed copious amounts of bad drugs. You will grateful that there are still sick bastards out there in the world capable of such atrocity.
A guilty pleasure worth getting arrested for.
If I were you and I hadn’t seen the first film, I’d read my previous review of “Weatherwoman”. That way, you’ll know what you are getting yourself into.
We still have a Keiko but she is not the same Keiko as the Keiko in Weatherwoman. Confused? Don’t be. This time Keiko is the new owner of a television company whose level of professionalism ranks right up there with community and public access.
To survive, the company desperately needs a hit and you just know it is going to be the Weather Show. And, yes, Keiko will flash her scanties. The rival female TV boss will be jealous. There will be a telecast contest at the end to decide who should be your Weatherwoman. There will be smut. There will be smut enough flood cities and destroy civilisation as we know it.
It may never reach the giddy heights of its predecessor but you will enjoy. You will quite possibly be aroused but we shouldn’t really talk about that. You will definitely feel like you have consumed copious amounts of bad drugs. You will grateful that there are still sick bastards out there in the world capable of such atrocity.
A guilty pleasure worth getting arrested for.
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