I was excited about seeing this movie after noticing that a few actors I really enjoy watching were part of the cast. However, less than 15 minutes into the movie I had already punctured both my eardrums with icepicks and was bleeding from the ears profusely. The score, which had to have been done on a Casio keyboard, was so terrible that it accomplished nothing but sending me on a murderous rage at my local Blockbuster. A good score works in sync with the plot of a movie and helps invoke the emotions that the director is trying to make the audience feel. Well, I felt sick. Shame on you, Doug Westerman. Shame on you.