Reese Witherspoon is filming a new movie either about softball or having a softball part within the movie. Since she's such a dedicated and emotional thespian, willing to go to any length to achieve the suspension of disbelief, she has thrown herself into her new role like the master of method acting himself, Brando would've done. I heard someone say they saw Reese on the set and she was chewing tobacco, grabbing her crotch, and spitting sunflower seeds. To be honest, I couldn't hate Hollywood more unless every movie released next year portrayed Beyonce as a master of peace talks with Al-Qaeda. Reese, you're catching softballs, not disarming landmines in Cambodia. I once saw someone fight a grizzley bear with their bare hands that had less armor on their bodies than this. If you need a catcher's mask to catch a softball, can you imagine how horrific her portrayal of a real softball player is going to be? I wish America would boycott Hollywood so these insufferable assholes would be forced to actually join the real world and feel true economic uncertainty. When you are paid 15 million dollars to catch ground balls, you'd think she'd do a better job than this. It looks like instead of trying to catch real softballs, she's catching rolling spheres of certain death. I'd rather have my penis fall off from gangrenous necrosis than pay 8.50 to see this piece of shit movie.
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