Even though Philly EDGE has only been around since September (long after he was gone from Philly), we still miss former Inquirer columnist Steve Lopez, who now writes for the Los Angeles Times.

We came down with major cravings for a Lopez column after we read this mini-profile on Lopez in LA Weekly.

I have a confession to make, I love parody films. The only problem is I'm not sure why. I find the whole genre to be stale, stupid and obvious in the most grating way possible. Yet every time I hear that another Scary Movie sequel is in production my heart races like a candy coated lamb at spring time.

I guess you could say my masochistic love is sort of like when you compulsively run your tongue over a particularly painful canker sore. You know it hurts but you do it anyway. Again you could say that but you'd be wrong. Because nobody willfully seeks out mouth sores.

As in previous entries, Scary Movie 4 is little more than a collection of spoofs clumsily book-ended by a plot that's about as wafer thin and incoherent as Kate Moss after a 72 hour coke binge.