It’s weird watching Scarlett Johansson in such a terribly written role. The dialogue sounds like it was written by a 12th grade theatre kid and it doesn’t help that Johansson’s character twitches around like a Tourette’s patient off their meds. “I remember what your milk tastes like in my mouth” an actual line she says while talking to her mom on the phone. What the hell is that? Usually I’m a fan of bad movies that are entertaining, but this one consistently makes me want to bang my head against a wall. I don’t know how you ruin this concept so badly and shove surface level metaphors down your throat to try and be more than it is. I can’t believe people actually enjoyed this trash heap of a “movie”. I’ve had Raisin Bran that’s more insightful and interesting. Thank God it’s only an hour and a half because any longer and I’d rather end up like Richard.