Sean Reilly

Having watched and enjoyed the previous MI movies, setting aside my detest for Tom Cruise’s Scientology craziness, relentless attempts to overcome his insecurities and satisfy his cachectic ego by exclusively creating roles and making movies where he is the center of the universe and most important person on earth, I went in with an open mind, my three teenage boys in tow, but found myself repeatedly busting out laughing during scenes striving for intensity, but failing miserably, flabbergasted with the melodramatic and cheesy script I would have expected from a Sharknado movie, regretting the time and money I spent as I watched at least 20% of the audience get up and walk out, which is exactly what my boys wanted to do 40 minutes in, and which we did after enduring over an hour of the most disappointing movie made over the past few decades. I am strongly considering suing Tom Cruz for the money I spent on tickets & snacks for my family, and for the hour & 15 minutes of my life that I want back.