You stumble back, desperately looking for a way out of this jungle hell, only to be stopped by the cold stare of the woodland animals. Before you have time to get your bearings and turn back, you realize that the once alluring and beautiful plant-life is actually a form of toxic, soul-sucking plastic with a corporate logo tattooed under every leaf. The flora in this jungle has an innocent pink hue and the fauna a gentle demeanor, but before long the air that once smelled of sweet bubblegum begins to reek of licorice - black licorice. But beware, for it is a voyage that has cost many weaker men not only their love of movies - and robots - but their very minds.
So why is it that when you take a robot and dress it up as a teenage girl, all semblance of cool and badassed-ness is lost? Not sure of the answer? Then come with me, gentle reader, let us embark on a journey into the dark and mysterious continent of the teenie-bopper flick.
