The movie doesn’t know where it wants to go, and got lost between a flat humor of traumatising violence and an endless “Hangover”-like adventure à la Ben Stiller. The nonsense dialogues misfitted the potential of amazing acting performances, so that the useful thing was to kiss during the movie. Don’t go alone! But well it’s Monday and we didn’t pay at all, so ça va. Thé wine afterwards deserved a 10/10, so together with the sanduiche du poulet, all in all a delicious evening. Learn how to cook Sean, and stop stealing my golden palmito for bull shut…ciao