Second rate schlock. I know it's almost not fair saying this about a film created by one of our best living directors, but in this case I gotta call a spade a spade. It's
So I watched this one on the iPhone while in a waiting room in a hospital waiting for Ms. Hipster to get her gallbladder yanked. The room and situation were surreal, so
What utter garbage this film was. Oddly it's not completely dissimilar from another mediocre film I saw recently called Following, but this one is even more predictable
