21 of 24 people found the following review helpful:
I was cured alright... October 1, 2004
Reviewer: Bill Samson (Macon, GA USA)
When the world is threatened by power-mad terrorists with access to highly advanced military technology, it’s good to know that the United States puts the security of the world in the hands of two gimps that bring new meaning to the phrase “special agent.” England gets James Bond, we get Obnoxio and Captain Hee-Haw. That said, there is a positive side to all this: I SPY may very well offer final, irrefutable proof to the theory that Malcolm McDowell died years ago, and the incarnation appearing in all these crap films is an animatronic robot built by Disney out of spare parts from the Country Bears. How else do you explain the same guy who made A CLOCKWORK ORANGE willingly starring in a film in which the leads get high off of poop fumes?

5 of 21 people found the following review helpful:
POODLES! October 4, 2004
Reviewer: Betty (Fort Milo, GA USA)
I LOVE OWEN WILSON! I WANT TO KEEP HIM PRISONER IN MY BASEMENT AND FORCE HIM TO GROOM POODLES! I WANT TO STORE CANNED GOODS IN HIS BUTT!! I LOOOOVE HIM, and I SPY is the BEST MOVIE EVER! I refuse to open my eyes unless I am watching I SPY. It has blinded me to all other forms of joy in the world. I no longer feel love, except for I SPY. I hate people who even speak of anything but I SPY. I would kill them if it didn’t take me away from my beloved I SPY. I LOVE THIS MOVIE! I love it so much I want to switch to a diet of nothing but I SPY DVDs. Sure, it would shred my insides and leave me a shell of my former self, reeking of rat urine and discarded croissants while I begged on the street for spare change from suspicious passers-by who would have no choice but to spit on me in contempt and curse the very god who would allow such a wretch to exist, but it would be WORTH IT! WOO!

15 of 24 people found the following review helpful:
Back Away Slowly October 17, 2004
Reviewer: David Downing (Atlanta, GA USA)
You know, I might be able to forgive how awful the acting and the plot and the directing and the extras and the editing and the dialogue are if I SPY were funny in any way, shape, or form, which it is not. In fact, I would go so far as to venture that, with I SPY, the filmmakers have invented a substance that is the perfect inverse of funny. If this substance, which scientists had only previously theorized but never successfully formulated in a lab, ever came into contact with actual “funny,” it would explode. In fact, there is an unverified report that copies of I SPY accidentally came into contact with a copy of ANIMAL HOUSE and the shrapnel injured 43 Blockbuster patrons. Avoid I SPY at all costs. If you see it on the shelves at your video store, back away and assumed a non-threatening posture. Try to fight the urge to violently empty your bowels and weep uncontrollably, powerful though that urge may be. Avoid sudden moves or loud noises (like explosive bowel evacuation, for instance). Do not make eye contact with I SPY’s cover art, as it may cause drooling and a loss of muscle control. Merely watching the trailer for this film caused me to lose all cognitive functions, and I only saved myself because my tongue accidentally hit the remote when I slumped over.

That said, Famke Janssen is hot, and I want to put my babies inside her.

1 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
I disagree. October 11, 2004
Reviewer: Dave Watson (Wayne, GA USA)
I just wanted to say that I agree with Betty. I love I SPY more than life itself, and I would also like to keep Owen Wilson prisoner in my basement, but I believe he would be far better suited to grooming cocker spaniels which is obvious to anyone who truly loves I Spy and knows Owen like I do. WOO!

98 of 100 people found the following review helpful:
My thoughts, October 18, 2004
Reviewer: Alan W. (Athens, GA USA)
I am a nuclear physicist.

16 of 16 people found the following review helpful:
WOO, October 8, 2004
Reviewer: Elvin Baker (Bordeaux, GA USA)
This movie rocks my socks for blocks! I love it! I love it so much that sometimes I pee a little right when it starts. Sometimes I pee a whole lot during the really exciting scenes, like when Owen Wilson is eating chicken. He eats chicken so good. I like chicken. If there were no chickens, how would everyone know what everything tastes like? I bet Owen Wilson could tell us. He knows everything. I bet he can turn soda pop into wine. I bet that Owen Wilson is the reincarnation of our Lord, come to this planet to save us, save us from our sadness. Only Owen Wilson can show us the way. I SPY is his gospel left to us, and we are to follow it’s divine guidance, or be banished forever from the kingdom of Owen’s heaven, where he rules with kindness, or, failing that, a swift knee to the crotch.

1 of 2000 people found the following review helpful:
Poodles? October 30, 2004
Reviewer: Leroy James (East Wayne, GA USA)
All of you people are clearly have your heads so far up your own asses that you are actually inside other people's asses, where you are smoking crack. This movie is terrible. I watched it, and now I spend the days alternately weeping uncontrollably and vomiting. Weeping and vomiting. Weeping and vomiting. All day long. You can imagine this makes my job difficult, but the zoo where I give guided tours to children has been very accommodating. Besides, everyone knows that Owen Wilson is clearly best suited to grooming Scottish terriers.

Oh, and dibs on Famke.

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