Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck. As usual for a David Mamet film, the dialogue sounds like it was written by Cartman.

I really don’t have much to say about this film. It was okay I guess, though I was bored out of my mind at times. It was just so damn contrived. Old McPlotTwist had a farm…a plot twist here, a plot twist there, everywhere a plot twist….

Sam Rockwell really stood out, as he did in Charlie’s Angels – he is just one creepy motherfucker. I think it’s that molester mustache. Anyone with a stache like that has gotta be one bad dude.

I will never understand why they keeping pairing up young chicks with tired old farts in these movies. I can understand Sean Connery – he’s still hot. At least Harrison Ford and Michael Douglas used to be hot…but Gene Hackman? When was he ever hot? Why don’t they ever pair ancient bitches like Betty White or Anjelica Huston with some fresh ass like Freddie Prinze Jr? I would pay to go see that shit, no matter how stupid the film was.