Where do I even start with this trash. Dear Arne Olson, Stop it. Just stop it. I can't begin to understand how a sane person could sit down to create a movie and think, "I have an idea. How about we make Groundhogs day. But this time it will be about a few drug abusing lunatics." The acting was amateur at best. I can't altogether blame the actors as the dialogue of the script likely resembled a high school play. The character's were very difficult to identify with in any way. What bother's me the most is that there are two people on earth, the writer, and the director who actually think that this is a real mind twisting, deep, original work of cinema. I wouldn't recommend this movie to anyone outside of an animal in a coma.
Review of Repeaters
