Death Sentence (review)
Kevin Bacon’s got one of each — scythe and machete — in his garage in *Death Sentence.* He’s a white-shirt-wearing, window-office-occupying corporate cog at an insurance company. Surely the biggest danger he is in would be from, you know, paper cuts on the risk-analysis reports he handles on a daily basis. Right? How did he know to have such deadly tools at the ready?






