A few days ago I couldn’t resist recording a movie called Cleavagefield on HBO. This was the description:
Naked and scared women run from a monster in Los Angeles.
That was the whole story. It must have been the shortest pitch meeting in history.
Those wacky heterosexuals. Bless their little Freudian hearts.


Ugh… what straight people can get away with. Disgusting.
I would give them some credit for a clever pun (Cloverfield/Cleavagefield–get it?) except that, first, puns are the lowest form of humor and, as puns go, this one’s worse than most. Besides, if the women are naked I don’t think there’s going to be much cleavage on display.
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