Michael Bay's A Million Little Aliens

It almost feels like this is Hollywood's way of making it up to James Frey after being ritualistically raped by Ophrah Winfrey in front of hundreds of millions of people. Granted, the douchebag deserved it after the revaltion that his "memoir" A Million Little Pieces (infamously pimped by Winfrey's "Book Club" resulting in quiet the sales-boost) turned out to be 100% Grade-A bullshit.

Oh no. The hack-turned-novelist has a potential book-series on hand. The yet-published I Am Number 4 concerning adolesent aliens who hide amongst human high-schoolers while on the run from...something presumably evil. Whatever.

So who else would be interested in adapting it to the silver screen than Michael Bay, of course. Really, dude? As much as people would like to think otherwise, you are better than this. Now THR reports that Bay has commissioned screenwriters Al Gough and Miles Millar for penning duties.

I'll repeat myself. Really, guys? Sure, you created Smallville (a great or terrible thing depending on taste) and were responsible for garbage like The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor. But like Bay, you are better than stooping yourselves to that level