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The Last Unicorn

(1982)

The unicorn in this cartoon thinks that all the other unicorns are dead (they never call, they never write...), but when this unbelievably irritating butterfly tells her that they were actually run out of town on a rail she decides to go looking for them. This movie is mostly as gay as you would expect a cartoon about unicorns to be, but the weird thing about it is that it's obsessed with tits: there's a monster that looks like a huge vulture with a bunch of used-up, single mom mams just hanging out all over the place, and in one part a tree comes to life and buries this wizard's face in its gigantic rack. Tits on a hot chick (or even a mediocre chick) are one thing, but I don't want to see this creepy shit. And what's with the guys who offer the wizard a taco? What the fuck? As if that isn't dumb enough, when the main unicorn finally finds her friends it turns out that an evil king hid them underwater. So... they've just been holding their breath this whole time? The end is completely ridiculous, with a skeleton getting drunk (how in the hell could a skeleton get drunk?), a guy with a sword going apeshit on a clock, millions of unicorns running out of the ocean, and an entire castle collapsing for absolutely no reason. It's completely retarded. Plus there's a bunch of songs by the band America, who truly fucking suck, just like most bands named after geographical places (Chicago, Boston, Europe, the Bay City Rollers... tell me I'm wrong). In short, these clowns took a movie that should just be gay and boring and somehow managed to make it gay, boring, disturbing, and ridiculous, with a shitty soundtrack. Nice job, dipshits.



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