Aaaaaaaargh!

It’s that time of year again. As even the most worm-like besotted readers (and that includes most of ya) know, each annum The Dauphin scans the charred landscape of Moviedom to see what festering debris has ac: cumulated over the past 12 months. Yep, loyal fans, it’s Boy Howdy’s Ten Worst roster and, as usual, it reflects the drug-addled tastes of a film hierarchy that “cuts deals” in the Beverly Hills Hotel, an inn which has barred The Dauph through the year 2025. It’s enough to make you throw up into every Jacuzzi on Rodeo Drive.