Yet I can’t look away…
When you read a review like this one it’s difficult not to watch:
I’m not saying I’m going to do it, but during one particularly dreadful stretch in the preview tape, I actually hatched a plan to rub shampoo into my eyes a little before 7 on Wednesday, figuring that running water would not only relieve the stinging but drown out the sound in the off chance a neighbor accidentally channel-surfed into this video undertow and the “Smoking Gun TV” audio drifted into my home.
Reverse psychology? Now I can’t wait for Wednesday night.







