Because I have no life or friends, I watched a movie with my parents last night. It was called THE FORGER, starring John Travolta, his wig, and the world’s worst soul patch. Vinnie Babarino plays an art forger who gets an early release from prison by agreeing to work for a mobster who buys off a judge to release him or some such ridiculous nonsense. He needed to get out of prison because his son has stage 4 brain cancer. Something something art, something something Boston, something something Christopher Plummer (more like Christopher Slummer, am I right?), something something cops, something something Tahiti. And , voila, hot steaming turdfilm.
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So five stars?
Metron! You don’t see him enough. Beautiful work.
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Joe, 4.5