It's been a while since I've posted anything. Has my narcissism diminished along with my remaining days on this earth? No. I attribute this hiatus to the absence of Twilight fever or something more profound...like getting tested positive for Hepatitis C.
With all that being said, I will keep this review relatively short. For those that had the displeasure of viewing "The Bounty Hunter" starring Jennifer Aniston and Gerrard Butler, I offer my sincerest apologies. I had no part in the production of the film, but I am sorry in the way you console a friend after he or she has lost a loved one.
In almost every romantic comedy, no matter how awful it is, there exists at least 1 or 2 moments of genuine comedy. If I don't laugh, at the very least I think to myself, "that was a clever joke." This movie produced no such moments. On the degree of difficulty scale, such an accomplishment rivals nuclear fusion and finding a cure for cancer.
I suppose this film can be described in 3 words.
1. Unfunny
2. Predictable
3. Unresolved
I cannot emphasize that final point enough. After finishing this masterpiece and having time to reflect on it, I can't help but think of the WNBA....where terrible happens.
One final note.
If I had to rate this movie on a scale between 1-10, I would give this 8.5 abortions.
