Just a few typespottings this time ’round, from recent Bradley Cooper vehicle, The Words. Regretfully let this one expire halfway through and thus have no idea whether it constitutes a “good film” or not, but what I can tell you is that it’s about B-Coops the struggling writer (a la Limitless…theme much, Brad?) who finds a manuscript case with – wait for it! – a manuscript inside which magically allows him to instantly become a best seller.
Then Jeremy Irons shows up and is all like, “The fudge, man? You straight ganked that shiz from me, and I wrote it with nothing but sepia-toned pathos!”
And then they all take a rocket trip to space and meet a talking dog who teaches them the power of teamwork or something. I dunno, like I said I didn’t watch the whole thing.