Given how this film marks easily the most distracting and
obnoxious audience experience I’ve had to date, this review is going to be one
of the hardest I’ve ever had to write. Kind of difficult to analyse a film when
you can barely hear the bloody thing over drunken hollering from the back row.
Still, I’m not about to let the Seat Of Shame Lifetime Achievement Award get in
the way of my work so let’s do this thing already.
