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issy 🥝’s review published on Letterboxd:
This review may contain spoilers.
Jake: Oh it’s fine I’ve only been waiting for (looks at watch) 2 hours, wow...
Me: Oh, 2 hours? You think that’s a long time do you? 2 hours? 2 HOURS? Try 2 hours and 42 minutes Jake. Try waiting 2 hours and 42 minutes for the most promising suspect to fucking die before he can be arrested. But you know what makes it even harder, Jake? Try being ANGRY at this 2 hour 42 minute long movie that leaves you with absolutely no justice, just a shit ton of facts that add up to the arrest of one person who physically can’t be arrested and never will be when it’s SO informative with such a good cast and a great colour scheme consisting of a shade of yellow that shouldn’t even look good but does somehow and the tension in that fucking basement scene AND mark ruffalo’s sideburns. Try watching this 2 hour 42 minute long movie and being mad at it. 2 hours? I’ve sat through this 2 hour 42 minute film at least 4 times, Jake, if not more. That’s at least 648 minutes. 10 hours 48 minutes. What did YOU do, Jake? You hung around my desk. You went through my trash. Oh, yeah, and you went to the library. You fucking coward. Shut up and eat your cookies. 2 hours.