Daniel Preciado

This film is either really self-aware of its own stupidity, or has no idea. I can't tell which one, and that's probably a good indicator on the latter option being the case. Everything about this film is absolute nonsense and over-the-top violence in all the dumbest ways. Suspension of disbelief was left dead on the roadside to rot. The casting of Kevin James as the antagonist was also a baffling one, as it's hard to picture Paul Blart, the neo-nazi murderer. All in all, it was a great movie to laugh at, but something tells me the filmmakers weren't trying to be laughed with.