Double Down

Not only did I gain nothing from watching this film, I believe it took something from me.

Double down gotta be a parody project. It starts off in a location similar to the opening scene of Mission Impossible 2 and Neil Breen climbs rocks mimicking Tom Cruise the entire movie.

In the middle he made fun of James Bond by suiting up ,driving cars and trying to flirt with women.

The movie repeatedly tells us that Neil Breen is best at almost everything. But most of the time he fails. He failed to kidnap his target. He failed to cure cancer. He failed to stop the terror plot. He failed to resurrect his fiancee. Hence it has to be a parody.

Neil Breen was a real estate agent. Obviously he knows how to sell stuff to his target audience and that is what he has been doing by intentionally making these low budget movies with bad acting,script ...you name it... everything is awful in these movies and it is done on purpose. There are dozens of videos of the actors and actresses who appeared in these films . They all are saying the same thing that his movies don't have any script. Neil Breen never intended to make a traditional movie , otherwise he would have written scripts . Neil Breen wants to make his brand of movie.

A man living in his car and afflicted with mercury poisoning, becomes increasingly delusional and detached from reality, driving around the Nevada desert.

I know that some of you won't believe me, but this movie actually makes The Room look good. Yep, it's that bad. How bad you ask? Well, how about voice over for the first 25 minutes of the film. How about an anti-hero (played by the director/screenwriter/head bottle washer) with the tech powers of a god, who eats tuna from a can in his rundown car. And when we do finally get dialog, it's so clumsily written it's laugh out loud funny. "Worst than 9-11, or the other major attacks like 9-11" And the plot? Good luck with that. How any movie with this much voice over can be as unfollow-able, hell just plain incomprehensible, is one of the wonders of the modern age. Is he a good guy, bad guy, crazy, sane? Who know? Who cares? You sure as hell won't. Trust me. There is absolutely NOTHING redeeming about this film.

I don't need much to live on anymore. I just eat tuna out of the can and live in the car.