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While on assignment in L.A. last summer, I found myself feeling... well, depressed would be an overstatement, but at the very least melancholy each morning when I ventured into the hotel parking lot and saw a massive billboard for Meet Dave looming across the street. You see, by that time, the surprisingly kid-friendly comedy had tanked at the box-office, and there was something rather sad about seeing an advertisement that big for something that had already bombed that badly. I had a very similar reaction tonight when I saw the above pictured poster for Imagine That outside a Houston theater. According to the New York Times, however, I shouldn't spend much time weeping for Eddie Murphy.
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