One star goes to the dog, the other to Patrick Stewart...

Rating: 2/10 (11 July 2016)

... not for his acting, mind you, but for the "this is a movement, not a party" line he spits out almost against his own dollar-shaped will. I had pretty high expectations of this movie, 7.3 on IMDb (yeah, I still fall for that), and the whole premise of a potentially highly entertaining shenanigans between a punk band and a bunch white supremacists, hurrah. But oh mien Gott, what a sorry mess this film turned out to be. The acting for starters, deader than Jesus on the cross, except the bearded guy managed to resurrect himself off in the end... the Green Room actors? Not so much. It appeared they only ever delivered their lines when prompted into action by a way offside prompter (fluffer?), or maybe the filming coincided with the Union strike, so they had to act as if under duress...In which case, the Oscar goes to......... er, it's got to be the dog again. As for the dialogue, well let's say there was 2000 lines in the script (I don't know this, I'm just making up the numbers here okay), then imagine that each of those lines was written by 2000 different people from 2000 different places in the world, no connection whatsoever. Yet somehow they get the story to move in a semblance of a direction. Which, as every quantum physicist knows, is totally possible, maybe even inevitable, but still incapable of delivering a story, let alone a good one. Like, wtf, doh, yeah, double wtf, the end. Nice photography though, cool filters dude.