When I saw this monstrosity of a film, I felt like someone near and dear to me was being forcibly butt fucked with a toothbrush and I couldn't do nothing about it but to just sit back and watch... I had to take a bath and watch a couple of episodes of Dragon Ball Z when I arrived home just to get back to normal again... Now I try to forget that this film ever happened but sometimes my dreams force me to remember... I tried forgiving but I just couldn't do it! Maybe suicide