Let me start by apologizing to anyone who went to see "Battlefield Earth."
It wasn't as I intended -- promise. No one sets out to make a train wreck. Actually, comparing it to a train wreck isn't really fair to train wrecks, because people actually want to watch those.
It started, as so many of my choices do, with my Willy Wonker.
It was 1994, and I had read an article in Premiere magazine saying that the Celebrity Center, the Scientology epicenter in Los Angeles, was a great place to meet women.
Follow the link to read more - nothing too spectacular, just funny: http://www.nypost.com/p/entertainment/movies/penned_the_suckiest_movie_ever_sorry_
This certainly earns him some level of forgiveness... but then again, he did go to Scientology meetings to meet women. Hmm?