Anon Mouse

An incomprehensible mess of all the things you can do wrong in filmmaking. To date, there are now two movies I can't sit all the way through; this pile of garbage is one, and it makes me want to give Nukie another chance to get through it. The scene transitions are as jarring as that time a Prius beat me in a foot race, the subject matter is presented in a way that even alcohol can't help, and the amount of pointless scenes rival that of parliamentary question periods. All in all, this movie was probably budgeted to aid in a money laundering scheme and could only appeal to people who seek self pleasure with a belt sander.