My roommate was watching The Fifth Element. When I walked out, Milla Jovovich had been born in a glass jar, wrapped in six pieces of masking tape, and was writhing, speaking unintelligibly, and running from a group of amiable men.
When I came back, an hour and a half later, Milla Jovovich was wrapped in fabric and rubber, writhing in a stone temple, speaking in fragments, while Bruce Willis wrangled her into the center for a dramatic kiss.
I'm not saying. I'm just saying.
Other than a few creative scenes here and there, your synopsis pretty much sums it up. For those who have seen it, the only part that really perked my interest was that blue/pink elephant-like pet that the 'evil' guy had. Now, I'd like that!
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