Or something like how that song goes.
If you're a regular reader here, you will know that my movie reviews have taken a much shorter look. People ask me why I can't be more descriptive and lengthy in my critiques.
My response is...I try to be concise. I like it. Or I don't. Over and out. I don't waste your time or mine. After all, Hollywood's not giving us a lot of applaud. Indeed, our film industry has essentially turned off the joy from the silver screen. Perhaps forever. One movie after another is about flawed and depressing people. Multiplexes need to sell Xanax alongside buttered popcorn and Goobers.
No better example of what is wrong with Hollywood is this mess called "After the Hunt" from Luca Guadagnino. It opened in October but I heard it was headed to On Demand pretty quickly. My main interest was the good reviews and Oscar buzz that star Julia Roberts received. Um, three months later, that buzz was extinguished and all the bees are dead. If only there could be an extermination service for pretentious and untalented screenwriters.
Trust me when I tell you that you will doze excessively if you play this at home. I had to rewind four different times. But it's not as if I was missing anything in the first place.
This garbage is all about a bunch of Yale professors. They all have sinister secrets and provide one more salient reason why you don't want to send your kids to college in 2025. Amongst this academia, which rhymes with macadamia (fitting because they're all nuts) are rapists, plagiarists, drug addicts, and liberal Democrats. Who wants to spend two hours with this bunch? I didn't.
And sadly we have one more reason to watch Hollywood circle that white porcelain bowl.
See why I don't write long reviews. This movie sucks. Mike drop.
LEN'S RATING: No stars.
Dinner last night: Sandwich.
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