Jon Seddon

It’s just very, very difficult for me to think of a more implausible pile of tiresome rubbish of a film than I have just sat through for the last 2 hours. On the plus side, err, nope.

I haven’t been more disappointed with a film for some time. I found 1922 tedious and unconvincing I in terms of characterisation, direction and performances. The latter especially from Thomas Jane who delivered his contrived, difficult to comprehend, southern drawl entirely through gritted teeth. The plot was utterly implausible and pointless unfortunately so often the case from Stephen King.