Nathan & Stephanie Dale

It's not that it's bad, it's just that the makers assumed a level of unforgetability in the myriad eons between seasons, that simply doesn't exist. These characters with depth and story and feeling are nothing more than the vaguest fragments of memory to me. Between the seasons I have strayed out of thought and time. They have assumed a level of impact that has not prevailed. All of their hopes and dreams are but a fleeting moment in my mind, I feel no more bound to their fate than that of a passing moth. The rings may have a lord, but the maintenance of intrigue has a serf in a field, with an emaciated oxen at the plough.

Shambolic. The only thing more wooden than the acting was the coffin I was trying to climb inside, in the hope it would offer an escape from this hell.

As a species, I'm not really sure where we go from here.

Unnecessarily violent, and unnecessarily pointless. The director owes me 2 hours.

Turns out it wasn't just nostalgia, I actually enjoy this film.

I'm over half way through this film and nothing has happened. Sometimes a man stands in places. If this sounds like your thing, then save yourself 1 hour 45 mins and look at some statues or something. I'm not entirely sure this was written, designed, directed or produced by anyone professionally connected with making films. Also, the laws of physics do not apply. 1/10; my cat could have done better.

Good effort; bit weird. Not much makes sense. Roughly as scary as my nan.

Before I fell asleep, I was able to ascertain it has something to do with a woman getting a job.