Myra Breckinridge

[Clip from Stowaway]

CHINESE: Do you know any American song?

SHIRLEY TEMPLE: Sure! It's called "You've Got to S-M-I-L-E!"

[As said song plays, The Cinema Snob happily dancing in a hotel corridor, when Diamanda Hagan sneaks up from behind him, and touches his shoulder, making him turn around

SNOB: Shit! This better be good! You're interrupting my daily Rex Reed impersonation!

HAGAN: Funny... I thought you'd be taller.

SNOB: I thought you'd dress better.

HAGAN: You try dressing well while you're reviewing Slaughtered Vomit Dolls.

SNOB: Well, I dressed pretty fine while I watched Salo.

HAGAN: Where The Dead Go To Die!

SNOB: I don't care about your vacation. Gross-Out. All the blackface ever ...

HAGAN: Bad Biology! Detachable, drug-addicted, sentient penis! Rapes a bunch of women!

SNOB: Pink Flamingos. Singing asshole.

HAGAN:Child Bride.

SNOB: Skinny-dipping kid, huh? I've seen that one too.

[Hagan scratches her neck thinking]

HAGAN: You've ever seen a movie with a horse fucking a bird?

SNOB: [after thinking a while] You win. Wanna watch Myra Breckinridge with me?

HAGAN: Sure thing, shorty!

SNOB: I'm not short! You're just Richard Kiel!

''Title card, following by the credits sequence, featuring footage of the movie, and the Snob's font and theme song... covered by the hardcore metal band that sings "Lecher Bitch".''

Our reviewers - "Your Host Vincent Dawn - Le Snob de Cinema -" and "Your Hostess Diamanda Hagan - Lecher Bich" are sitting in their hotel bed (Snob, atop some pillows to hide the difference...)