This film is getting curious-er and curious-er.

Jim Carrey does his best to try something new, simply regurgitates Me, Myself and Irene instead

We feel the same as after the first time we saw Jaws – there’s no getting back into the water for a while

Please, Penélope, use protection. Bond looks as though he’s a repository for every sexually-communicable disease out there.

Come ON, Superman, we all need saving from no-you-induced boredom.

Being given a role in Guardians of the Galaxy must be like jury duty.

Yes, Grumpy Cat is a she. No, this is not a good idea.

Julia, have a word.

“The name’s Mendes… Indecisive Mendes.”

This should be Hillarious.