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Companion. As much as I like Quaid, there’s not a lot for him to do here as the scheming weasel. It very much neuters his usual bumbling charm. Thatcher is fine (you’ll never hear me say that again) in her role, the rest of the film doesn’t make any sense, at all. You’ve seen literally every single scene here before, multiple times, and the whole idea was done much better in the likes of Ex Machina.


Standoff at Sparrow Creek. An isolated militia tries to work out which one of them just pulled off a mass shooting at a police funeral. Essentially a series of shadowy conversations as everyone interrogates everyone else and tries to work out who did it. It’s okay. Strikes me as very much like a play. Some solid acting, but that’s all that’s holding up a shaky plot.

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