"The Matrix"

reviewed by Eric Harris

Goddamn did this movie rule.

It almost made me forget about all of the phonies here in Colorado.
Not to mention the blacks, hispanics, and athletes.  

I wished they would talk more about their trenchcoats- Keanu's
floorsweeper was amazing- I would love to know where he shops.
They could have at least shown the label so that I could know
the brand- instead it's endless nights of net-surfing and looking
at dozens of pics trying to find the Trench of Total Fuckn
Coolness +2.

Remember "Parker Lewis Can't Lose"?  Jer had such a cool coarse
woolen trench in that one.  At that point in my life I was doing 
the light brown knee-length businessman thing (hey, I was young,
I didn't know any better). I guess I sorta owe what I am now
to Jer- he opened up a deeper shade of world to me.

I would like to add that you are all phonies and soon you will get
what is coming to you.  Also: trenchcoats.