Elektra
Flat and incongruous. Nothing worked. Seemed like a male
director trying at feminism and missing the mark completely. Shiny boob. They were
uncomfortable in heels and we were uncomfortable in our chairs. The
music was awful and lent nothing to the story. Shiny Boob. The men were just... Just
awful. The set and graphics looked like a duck shooting game at
carnival had sex with lopsided birthday cake at a WWF event. Shiny. Boob.
They... They sang Charles Manson... They. Sang. Charles. Manson.
Yeah;
they failed, miserably. But dammit if you're gonna fail might as well make it as
hilariously awful as possible, because then at least it's not boring. It
was so gruesome I couldn't look away. Plus I was in the middle of the
row and couldn't get out, so there's that.
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