A nuclear grade snore-fest about a self-absorbed teenager who acts as if her mother's dying is all about her and ONLY her. With a plot that's razor thin and barely there cinematography, this movie limped along at a pace that made me think that my popped corn had been dosed with lithium or that someone had slipped a mickey into my coke. "Lost in Translation" was my old lullaby movie. When that stopped working, I had to go back to Lunesta and then, after a while, Ambien. But now that I have this somnambulant gem, I can finally ditch the chemicals and fall asleep naturally. Insomniacs of the world, this ones for you!
Review of Marvelous and the Black Hole
