My new favorite movie review of this month...

is the New York Post's Kyle Smith's rip job on The Producers.

A sample (the entire review is in verse):

Something fiasco
Something disast-o
Something just tedious
A musical that bites!

(On) Broadway, it's money
This time, not funny
You'll flee the multiplex
This movie is a blight!

There's Nathan Lane,
Why he so lame?
Hey, Susan Stroman, you get the blame

She's the director
You'll disrespect her
Notion that cinema's like stage
Please move that camera
Try to earn your wage!

And so on. Wow. How can the Post have such enjoyable movie reviewers (Lou Lumenick and evidently this guy) and be such a crappy paper otherwise?