The air conditioner and a cold Coopers in hand could not the redeem this Jim-Cam production. I was less stoic at this Popcorn Taxi (former session- Red Hill) and walked out just as the freakish storm hit (it’s a cyclone of epic proportions- gasp!), thus narrowly avoiding the natural disaster that begets an inevitable torrent of frantic shouting, profound introspection/character building manifested in a single close-up, long-take of a nostril-flared, brow-furrowed, significant gaze and heartfelt truisms from the adventuring action heroes. Ugh…
I think I would have been more tolerant if it wasn’t for the fact that I’ve been dealing with bad dialogue all day at work…
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