grandma aggie whispering “iron buns” into skull phone. kalabar-boy face on brick block. no notes.
i cannot allow myself to rate this.
grandma aggie whispering “iron buns” into skull phone. kalabar-boy face on brick block. no notes.
i cannot allow myself to rate this.
m. night shyamalan is about three dexter reboots to late for this to be anywhere near impressive.
both of the leads were pretty underwhelming — i had momentary delusions the dad was andrew rannells, yet that was quickly debunked. i enjoyed saleka shyamalan‘s voice, will certainly check her out as a result.
the leads had great charisma but still not enough to excuse/explain their relationship at any point. this movie seemed all over the place; half the cast felt like absolute caricatures which is putting it kindly.
(i did appreciate the evenly dispersed ass-shots though.)