Well, wasn’t that a waste of a perfectly good evening. I can think of a million better ways to spend an evening. One of which would be repeatedly poking myself in the eye. There are a few good moments in this movie, one would say almost funny. However, those good moments make about 5 per cent of the movie. We can chalk up another 10 percent to scenery shots. What you’re left with is disgusting and not at all funny. Bodily fluids, idiotic jokes, and vulgarity are abundant in this movie with virtually no script and no wit.
In the end, I cannot even begin to imagine the amount of money necessary to make Liam Neeson take a role where somebody puts a flower between his butt cheeks. I’m sure it was a butt double, but still.
I mean, there are fucking dancing sheep in this movie!