Meet the Spartans

Obviously, it's rubbish.

To devote an entire feature film to making fun of another film's universally acknowledged gay subtext seems to me good cause for said filmmakers to have a sit-down with their muse, because somebody's been sleeping on the job.

The result in Meet the Spartans is less classic Mel Brooks than middling Best Week Ever.

This was the worst movie I've ever seen, so bad that I hesitate to label it a 'movie' and thus reflect shame upon the entire medium of film.

I'm moving to Europe.

It's so bad even Carmen Electra should be embarrassed.

The world's worst parody movie.

This is one occasion, however, when sticking around to the very end does not have its rewards.

Meet The Spartans? For those unlucky enough to be lured into the cinema, there's every chance you'll be wanting to meet your maker instead.

Because this movie was written for 10-year-olds, it assumes that those 10-year-olds are the stupidest 10-year-olds alive.