25I'm not about to admit it to Judd, but maybe "Boldfinger" isn't just writing checks with her mouth that her butt can't cash.
(If she had a mouth and a butt, of course.)
Because after the flash of light takes us, it sure looks like we've made it back home.
This time, the only naked person in Judd's bedroom is Judd. The posters on the walls are back to normal--hot chicks, sports heroes, and cars. The details of the room are just as I remember, from the dresser covered with trophies to the energy drink cans on the desk.
The walls aren't made of stained glass. They aren't crawling, either. The air isn't filled with golden light, streamers of cloud, or patches of rainbow. Objects haven't been replaced with hovering words over a white background.
Don't get me wrong, it isn't perfect.
