If you had told me back in Will Ferrell's SNL or Anchorman days that in a few short years I'd be dreading every new project starring Ferrell, I'd have kicked you in the mouth for being a liar. BUT YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN RIGHT. Now I see stuff like this poster and my only hope is that there's scene in which the T-rex takes a shit on all the unsold DVD copies of Talladega Nights and Semi-Pro before swallowing Ferrell whole. Seriously, unless the dude's next movie is Anchorman In Space, I'll be content to teeter between anger and ambivalence. It's a petty existence, to be sure, but a surprisingly satisfying one.