Diablo Cody has a new movie… but you’d hardly know it was her work, for all the bite it lacks.
Not just another tale about how the people whose photos come with the picture frames fell in love. This time it’s a thriller, too!
The story is almost beside the point, because Tom Cruise’s nude torso that I could be running my hands all over and because the young kittenish leads in this story cobbled together around awesome 80s hair-band stadium anthems are the weakest part of it.
I wish I could say I didn’t know why anyone would bother xeroxing a nearly 30-year-old movie, but I do know why. And it ain’t pretty.