Cynthia Nichols

Elude the cops by hiding in a hospital laundry bin with your bruiser of a husband. The wee (but obviously powerful) orderly gal will wheel you away right under their noses, without ever wondering why this pile of laundry suddenly weighs 400lbs. Oh, and the endless and graphic rape and beatings of women is beyond exploitative. Had to walk away from this one.

Huge disappointment. No chemistry, no emotional resonance, lackluster script and muddy sound, a patchwork of battles without context or impact and to top it off, we are meant to believe that this military genius was not only crass to the point of buffoonery but a lousy lover to boot. None of which I would have minded had I been enlightened, engaged or simply entertained in any way. Poor Josephine, poor audience!