We’d likely do the same thing as well if we weren’t required to slave over a hot film cutting machine watching take after take of Vincent stumbling over his opening monologue just to stitch together something that is marginally comprehensible and mildly entertaining. But now it’s our turn to go have fun and your turn to gaze your eyes upon this mess. But look at the bright side: even if it’s a crummy movie, the guest is awesome and that kind of makes up for it all, doesn’t it?