“Akin to being locked with a clergyman and a clown in a flaming car hurtling over a cliff.” — from a review of Mike MyersThe Love Guru by the Toronto Star‘s Peter Howell. Proving that there’s sometimes an upside to watching terrible movies. They can get you so worked up that you succumb to a kind of temporary insanity, and out of that fanged-tooth madness come images of deranged clowns, flaming cars and the comfort of an early death, Thelma and Louise-style.