Couldn't Even Finish... Not Sorry

Rating: 1/10 (18 February 2019)

I had heard such great things about this movie and I normally agree with the critic's consensus. I believe I have good taste and an eye for detail and metaphor. After 40 minutes, I realized I was grimacing reflexively. After nearly an hour and a great deal of vocalized "whys" and "buts" and witnessing horrible attempts at humor, I paused playback, saw that I was barely past the halfway point (in utter disbelief because it felt like an eternity), and couldn't turn it off fast enough.
I looked at my husband and said, "I hate this film."
I didn't care about a single person. The only character I cared about at all was Bob. So after Bob was brutally murdered? No reason to go on. And it was abundantly, gratuitously and tediously clear: there's no moral that any human being that believes in light, beauty, and truth will find resonance with.
Ick. Just... ick.