Can't believe my bird roped me into watching this. Dramatic Romantic shight of the highest level.
They should rename this film Underworld: Rise of the remote control and press the fucking off button....enough said.
This movie does not exist. It never happened. If you ever come across a DVD or VHS tape labeled “Godfather III” it’s an obvious error, feel safe to throw it away and continue on with your life.
They say a million monkeys sat in a room full of typewriters would eventually come up with the works of Shakespeare, but those same million monkeys sat in that same room full of typewriters would never come up with a film script as bad as this. Nor would they dream up such a horrendous cast. This is really, really bad.
Ten minutes into the viewing of this film, I suddenly realised I'd made a terrible mistake. Bad acting, bad dialogue, terrible music and unfunny Russell Cuntox brand! Avoid this muck! It's total shit.
This film is a fucking piece of shit. When I become rich and famous, I'm going to have the director killed.
This film is bad. In fact, that's a massive understatement. Saying this film is bad is kind of like saying someone who caught the Ebola virus is a little under the weather. If you've ever had Ebola you'll know what I mean. Actually, you won't. Because you'll be dead. You probably spent a short time in absolute agony, clawing pieces of skin off, vomiting up your intestines and shitting blood, before ultimately dying. Which, to be fair, sounds like more fun than watching this film again.
I have a message for William Friedkin, the director of this film; eat shit, rot in hell, and fuck you. You owe me 2 hours of my life back, you cunt.
Do not watch this film it brings pain to every part of your body..it makes you want to go the kitchen and sharpen a knife and then stick it right in your fucking eye balls over and over and over.