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Original? I think not - Yawn FULL SKULL BABY! empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff.
Two stars for actor performances, the production work et al which is great. However the true meat of a movie is the story and this was a case of chopped pork rather than loin. Suburban bored miserable middle aged man, burned out wife who hates him, the terrible temptation he could not resist, disaster. A plot found in a million books and a million magazines, not exactly ground breaking stuff. Not terrible just a little ordinary in my opinion and not really worth the effort.

Smoldering Celluloidal Wreckage FULL SKULL BABY! empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff.
Hello, my name is Lester. I am having a midlife crisis. My wife and I don't get along. My daughter and I don't communicate. I hate my job, and I feel dead inside. To resolve this problem I am going to quit my job, blackmail my boss, buy a muscle car, get a fast-food job, smoke weed, flex my muscles in the mirror, and fornicate with a high school cheerleader. Yes, by descending into a moral cesspool of adolescent fantasy, all of my problems will be washed away.

I could go into far greater detail about this vacuous, pretentious, and hackneyed nonsense, but this opinion has already been beautifully expressed by several other readers here on Amazon. Let's just say that a brief analysis of the main character Lester pretty much sums up what this smoldering celluloidal wreckage is all about. A truly ugly film.

American Ugly: Smoldering Celluloidal Wreckage FULL SKULL BABY! empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff. empty skull, sniff.
Hello, my name is Lester. I am having a midlife crisis. My wife and I don't get along. My daughter and I don't communicate. I hate my job, and I feel dead inside. To resolve this problem I am going to quit my job, blackmail my boss, buy a muscle car, get a fast-food job, smoke weed, flex my muscles in the mirror, and fornicate with a high school cheerleader. Yes, by descending into adolescent fantasy, all of my problems will be washed away.

I could go into far greater detail about this stereotypical, vacuous, pretentious, and negative nonsense, but this opinion has already been expressed beautifully by several readers here on Amazon. Let's just say that a brief analysis of the main character Lester pretty much sums up what this smoldering celluloidal wreckage is all about. A truly ugly film.

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