Simone Navarotti
...is the art on the cover. I couldn't get through this movie. I managed about 20 minutes, and then I just refused to waste any more of my life. The camera stayed GLUED on the face of the main character, a weird-looking unattractive guy who delivered his lines like a somewhat stupid,ex-male model.It was hard to tell what story they were even trying to portray. The movie just kept leaping from one lousy, misdirected scene to another. Also, EVERY scene was a miserable cliché, as the whole movie was just a re-hash of bits and pieces from other mediocre movies all weirdly mashed together and packaged into this trite and corny film.Also, I hate films where it seems like the main character in the movie is also the writer or director of the film. Why? Because, as in this movie, they keep the camera glued on their face while they mug into the camera saying stale, uninteresting things. And of course, EVERY other character in the movie looks up to them, and loves them and just can't get enough of them. They should have called this film, "Trite and Boring: My Narcissistic Film Venture." Then we could have all saved ourselves some time instead of wasting moments on this guy's self-indulgent drudgery.
