Carrie's nemesis in life is apparently a toilet, so she really identified with the film, although if you're paying attention, she does manage to not-so-subtly slam the end of Revenge Of The Sith, which gives her more than one point in my book. Maybe Spielberg wrote that line for her. Michael Bay gets off kind of a dickish line (that could be because he's kind of a dick), although he follows that up by saying the film could have been about a minute shorter, which is at least on the right track, if you take my meaning. Garry Marshall literally makes no sense except for implying that he's incontinent, which I can believe.

Next up is Trever, and show, if you're going to write copy for Adrianna calling him "our resident cutie," you might not want to have him up immediately after Sam. Trever tells us that he worked at the local movie theater in the small Montana town in which he grew up. His film is Teri, and he talks about all the favors he had to call in to get the film done. I'm so confused -- he had to get camera gear from his old film school, when last week he had access to a professional crew? What skills are they testing here? Trever signs off with some inadvisable bullshit arrogance, and then we're in his film, where a cute guy named Ben with a British accent is nervously waiting for his blind date to show up. Well, he's a lot cuter than a toilet. Less cute is his series of nightmarish visions of women he imagines himself on dates with, none of the visions worse than the one where Teri is a guy! They may do that sort of thing in Wyoming, but not in Montana! Anyway, the real Teri is very pretty for far too boringly long, and I suppose many people might think this was cute, but as far as the actual amount of story...well, it's lucky the guy was cute, or I might have been having fond thoughts of Peeing In A Cup.