these soulless paint-by-numbers shit logs that the studios poop out every year make my stomach turn.

no joy. no risk-taking. no excitement.

just pile up a bunch of random bullshit. add a splash of cgi on top. mix in an washed-up, apathetic, b-list movie star and bake for 90 minutes.

when you see the stories movies are capable of telling and then witness imagination-sucking snore-fests like this...

the whole thing intensely depresses me.