The decimated ranks of the Pigs -- after the evil indie movie world stole Todd for a month of shooting -- go and see the completely unnecessary Hulk reboot. Mop-toppy, CGi-y, Liv Tylery. Plus three male supporting actors fighting for who can the scenery fastest, like a thespian game of Hungry Hungry Hippos.

It started out as a simple joke. A ribald suggestion that three grown men sit through a movie clearly assembled by soulless corporate executives for tween girls and their sexually frustrated fathers. What followed was an hour and forty minutes of Technicolor horror brighter than the light of a thousand exploding suns. Plus, Jon Voight in a prosthetic nose. For no reason! No reason! It's understandable doing some marketing-driven junk movie if you're donating the money to charity or want another speedboat, buy why would you agree to put on a stupid nose every morning, Jon? Why? It makes no sense. And can we stop forcing real elephants to do stupid circus tricks in movies? For Christ's sake, leave them alone. It's depressing. BFF!

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The Pigs break down the magic behind Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. And by "magic" we mean "crappy CGI effects combined with a convoluted plot."

The Film Pigs actually enjoy a film! Sure, it's a dumb sequel-y sequel of a pot comedy, but still, this is progress, folks. Plus, drug addict cat!

The Film Pigs are disappointed by the number one movie at the box office for the umpteenth time in a row. What's wrong with you, America? Seriously. Try harder. Kthxbai.

The Pigs see this slow-moving and pretentious snoozer about the exciting world of card counting, and the rich children who can’t believe something so stupid as money could keep them out of Harvard. Since the Pigs left halfway through, they actually saw "10 1/2."

Yeah, we can count too, bitches.

The Pigs branch out of the movie review ghetto, climbing over Pauline Kael’s body to form the awesome band Adult Diaper Party and rock out to all your favorite hits, like "Black Hole Sun," "In Bloom," and "Todd’s Got No Rhythm."

The Film Pigs just can't get enough of that charming Shia LaBeouf! This time he stars as an impulse-control challenged and slightly pervy teenager under house arrest in this modern take on Hitchcock's classic Rear Window. Major difference: Disturbia has a flaming bag of dogshit that is noticeably absent from Hitchcock's version. Not that you should read anything into that. Also, Grace Kelly has been replaced by a skinny teenage girl and an iPod. David Morse is, as always, extremely menacing. He frightens us. Somebody make him leave Shia and Dr. House alone.

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Rambo makes the Film Pigs' dreary day a little brighter with extreme gun/bomb/arrow/fist/and pig-on-man violence. But Cloverfield just makes them angry again.

It's 2008, and the Pigs are already tired! But get this: they actually LIKED "I Am Legend!"