Lightening Strikes Twice

I was riding my bike home from work on Wednesday when I came up to a police barricade in a pretty residential part of our neighborhood. As I slipped around it, I could see what all the commotion was about.

Half way down the street was a car that had entirely flipped over. Like an A-Team stunt, they had managed to roll a car in a 30 MPH zone. I look at the scene and could not figure out how they could have done this by accident - and didn't really understand how they might have done such a stupid thing if they'd intended such reckless idiocy.

That same night, Maggie and I went to go see Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle, and lightening struck twice. How in the hell did someone with that many beautiful, talented-enough actors, that much money, and that many capable stunt/special effects staff "accidentally" make such a train-wreck of a movie? There wasn't a single plotline, line of dialogue, or undercover ruse that was either funny or imaginative.

Hard to belief that a movie about hot chicks kicking ass could be so utterly without merit.
Oh, McG.