This movie was better than I thought it would be.  When I first saw the preview with that stupid ass “I’m sorry mama” song, I was like, “Holy crap this is stupid!”  But then I went and watched with with my girl cuz she was into that, and I managed to stay awake. 

 

Everyone says it’s all about Eminem and how cool he is, but I didn’t see it that way.  Maybe.  But I think it showed that he’s a total white trash loser who is just trying to make it like every other white trash loser, by treating his friends like crap and betting his whole life on a one in a million gamble.  The message is not that it’s cool to live with your ma.  It’s that you need to mouth off to everyone you can, and never back down, even if you know you’re wrong.  Pride, the one thing the Bible says God hates, is what we must all hang on to.   

 

Also, Britney Murphy was a total skank.  There aren’t many women I don’t like, but she is one of the few.  It’s sad how the guys trying to work hard and make it in life always have to have their hearts meatgrinded by chicks like that who couldn’t give a rat’s ass about anyone but themselves.  Not only did she hurt him, but she thought it was funny.  She thought she was acting respectable and decent.  Give me a freakin break.

 

I made a rhyme in the spirit of the movie that says what I just said.

 

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The preview was crap, made me stew, made me snap a few when I heard the rap “I’m sorry mamma”.  Give me a break, and take this fake cake back to the black cage.  I don’t have time on my watch, to watch this mime rhyme with his crotch sewn down in the slime.

 

But when I asked my my fond girl with the blond curl if she’d give the Bond twirl a whirl, the ho said no, let’s go flow with the Eminem show.  So with no shout, I checked it all out to evade her maid pout.  My pimp sherade made it in and made it fade out.

 

But loe and behold, the story was told and like my girlfriend fortold, I had to fold and conform to the gold mold that the flick wasn’t so bad.  In fact I had to say when we got back to my pad, that there was a semi-rad message to be had. 

 

They say the show only gives the low on Eminem and his ho.  But I know that that ain’t so, cuz tho it shows his woes and how he gets beat down by his foes, he grows up a bit and comes back to spit on the misfit shit who in the end throws the mic down with a brown frown and turns from it and walks down from the stage and back to his clowns.

 

But in the end even tho he did defend, he shoulda stuck with the trend and not let himself bend to bet his whole life on a one in a million shot.  He’s NOT that good and should know he’d rot if he could NOT win the night’s spotlight.  He grows up but luck saved the day.  His life started grey, but hey, it’s not like we all play with the same array of abilities.  Pay the bills and wait for that one ray of sunshine which might never come, but people will say that it will.

 

As a final note, I’d like to grab the throat of that chick and throw her in a moat.  She was a bitch that deserved my grandma to switch her witch ass and leave her stitches in a ditch.  She just used and abused the confused Eminem when she cruised into his crude factory.  Not seeing the ruse, he can’t see she can’t see past her own face.  He’s running this race but loses his place cuz he wastes his tastes on her tastelss face. 

 

Enough said.