"This movie is pure eye candy, only the candy is broccoli dipped in caramel filled with pubic hair. . . . [It] TRIED to be deep, but succeeded in the same way one might try to make a snow angel on concrete. There were speeches and pauses and dramatic music that were all the cues for you to say "whoa" like Keanu and think, but all you really end up doing is rubbing the salt from your popcorn into your eyes hoping you scratch them enough that the movie clouds over."
Come on! Bad reviews like that are like the best advertising ever.
Quoted with permission.