pretending having fucked up taste is the pinnacle of pretension
I'm a little iffy on this. I loved a lot of the first 2/3, the chemistry between Jones and Murray was great, Marlon Wayans though perhaps not the best casting was a choice that intrigued me nonetheless.
The final half hour though I didn't much appreciate. I was rather expecting it to just tear my heart out and rip it to shreds. In retrospect it's kind of what I wanted, to just be emotionally destroyed and that didn't happen. If…