Netflix films are almost making me give up on popular cinema again. I don't know why I even bother. This is woeful, box-ticking stuff that gathers all the low-hanging fruit within its reach and hardly ever manages to raise a laugh. Tiresome references to far better movies throughout. Doesn't even deserve one star.
"My son shit in my sock drawer. It's the top drawer. [...] And that means that he crawled up onto the fucking dresser, turned around, grabbed onto the mirror and then fucking opened the top drawer, and then shit into the top drawer. In the mirror, he was looking at himself knowing what he was doing, shitting in my sock drawer."