Sweet mother of Jesus and I thought the movies Hollywood actually wound up making were bad.
Query Letters I Love is a blog maintained by an anonymous grunt somewhere in Tinseltown, and s/he uses it to post the worst film proposals they can find. And god damn, do they get bad.
Who's up for a movie about a Native American shaman and his spirit animal army installing a puppet president? No? Can I interest you in a deformed gypsy boy, then? Howabout A game of tag... WHERE THE LOSER BLOWS UP AT 100 MILES PER HOUR!! OH NO, WHO WILL SAVE THE MAYOR'S DAUGHTER??
