Mi jus done watch dat movie weh ev'rybady a talk bout - 'The Adam Friedland Chronicles.' Now, mi noh big city film critic, but dat deh ting full a foolishness!
Firs ting, all dat hip-hop nonsense. Inna mi day, we did ave real music, not all dis 'pause' game foolishness. Weh happen to di good ol' Johnny Cash? Nowadays, it look like yuh haffi solve riddles just fi chat.
Den dem throw in all kinda Jewish ting, just so. Now, mi noh rabbi, but someting nah smell right. An weh all di Jesus love? No crosses, no Christmas - it seem like dem just forget all bout di good Lord!
An don't mek mi start 'bout dat whole Israel trip. Dem off fightin' fi Palestine like it some kinda game. Dem tink di whole Middle East issue a some dance dem can jus waltz through?
Mi notice one part weh Adam a act like some batty boy. It jus a put mi off. We a live inna world weh people a decide dem wah change dem gender like dem a change clothes.
End a di day, 'The Adam Friedland Chronicles' ain't nothing but a Hollywood mix up mix up. Dem tek wi good, simple world an turn it into some kinda circus. It enough fi mek a man wah go back to di good ol' days. Yuh know, back when tings did mek sense, an all dis modern foolishness neva did muddle up tings.
Well, dat jus mi two cents. Mi noh know bout yuh, but mi a stick to mi John Wayne flicks an let Hollywood keep dem fancy nonsense to demself!
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