The Harvest

If you want to see Ferrer restage the Martin Sheen freak out scene from "Apocalypse Now" in a Mexican condo, or see George Clooney pop up for 10 seconds as "Lip Syncing Transvestite", or see Ferrer punch Henry Silva in the balls, or see Ferrer go down on Sarelle while driving a Volkswagen ... here you go!

I know we all had a good laugh when Harvey Fierstein was getting death threats because his name kinda looks like Harvey Weinstein's, but now I'm laffin all over 'cause I'm almost positive he based his portrayal here of a loud dick producer on Harv hisself ("Art-schmart, you're a fucking hoo-ah! You work for me! You do as I say!"). In a rare lead role Ferrer is decent but miscast as a glib writer. The real draw? A young Emmanuel Lubezki going hog-fucking-Wellesian-framing wild in the Mexican sun.