Either you make a movie that is an allegory for the business scandals of our time, or you make a fantasy fuck movie. What you don't do is mix metaphors, write ridiculous dialogue and scenes, include sidebars featuring guys dancing around in Presidential masks for three minutes, include a fantasy sequence involving John Henry's face on sperm, a half-ass trial sequence, then tie it all up with John settling down with the two women in the end and say, taa-daa. What?

She Hate Me was 2 hours and 18 minutes of a mess. Period, point blank. You can list all the scenes you like, but it was still a shitty, shitty movie, and a major letdown from Spike.
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