Literally the only reason I reviewed Race to Witch Mountain was so I could write this paragraph:
Do you sma-la-la-la-la-la-low what “The Rock” is cookin’? I fucking hope it’s another live-action Disney remake! Liiiiike Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson in… Smellknobs and Cooksticks! Or The Journey of Natty “The Rock” Johnson! Honey, I Shrunk the Johnson! Herbie (and Also Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson) Goes Bananas! I could literally do this all day. (Oops, I just did.)
Mission accomplished. That felt good.
