RETURN TO SENDER |
Return To Sender = 1.0/10.0
I've made it through yet another horrendously awful film.
The pros? Nick Nolte.
The cons?
Where do I start?
What an God awful script. What am I supposed to think or feel as an audience member? Sorry for Miranda? Well, at first I do until she kills her father's dog for no reason, and then the film makes me question if she killed her own mother. Sorry for Will? Yes, I'll totally feel empathetic for a psychopath who has less redeemable qualities that Adolph Hitler, Osama Bin Ladin and Joseph Stalin combined. How about all of the unnecessary scenes that did nothing to further the plot? How about the characters who served no purpose?
Who in the hell taught Shiloh Fernandez to act? He was awful. Couldn't hardly understand a word he was saying and his choices were extremely absurd.
Don't waste your time. This was about as interesting as watching paint dry.
Not to insult anyone who enjoys watching paint dry. Which compared to this film is actually entertaining
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