I am stuck when it comes to this one. I can’t quite decide
if I love it or hate it.There is the groupie, drooling,
teenage-girl side of me that loves it. I love the body, the wet underwear, the
hair, the tattoos, and the desperation that is so rarely seen on the face of a
Beckham. But there is also the cynical, cringed, annoyed side of me that is
very unamused. I hate the slippers, the olive-green underwear, the WEDGIE, and the fact that they called it a film. Decide for yourself.
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