A movie to be avoided at all costs. This writer (Bruce McIntosh) must be forbidden from being in the same room with pencil or keyboard ever again. What came over director, poor Campbell Scott? Big Night was a delight, so was Day Trippers. Maybe the exquisite lousiness of this script putrefied his brain with septic ineptitude? What a waste of two good actors. Altogether a fetid offense of a film. Gangrenous story, nauseous dialogue, and worst of all: interminably, forehead-disfiguringly, butt-bendingly BORING.
Review of Final
