Walk-In

As I approach the milestone of my 50th birthday, I finally realize why I was put on Earth. I'll never be like Jonas Salk and discover a cure for a horrible disease. I'll never explore the heavens like Neil Armstrong. I'll never paint a masterpiece like Renoir. But I do know my life will have purpose if I can save one person from sitting through this movie.

No doubt the creative team meant well, but this was dreadful. The storyline had so much potential, but it was wasted. Most of the acting was painful to watch. The script was disjointed and sadly predictable. On top of everything, the entire effort was about as depressing as could be. My wife and I attended with high hopes, and we really appreciate non-mainstream movies. Somberly filing out of the theater, we overheard many others echoing our same disappointment.

On the plus side, the movie was mercifully short at only 80 minutes. We had invited our daughter and son-in-law to join us, and since I had picked the movies, I now have to do 80 minutes' worth of chores for each of them as penance. All four of us, frequent movie- goers, wholeheartedly agreed this was the worst movie we'd ever seen.