Marriage Killer

If you want to know what "intense" truly means, then, by all means, do subject yourself to this painful ordeal and when the runtime clock hits the 1h08m mark, keep. Your Eyes. On Jason. London because there is some edge-of-your-seat quality, method-nodding acting happening right there and your mind will be blown and, I mean... you're welcome?

To save you the trouble: Yes, there is no need to judge me for wasting my life reviewing this crap on top of watching it, to begin with. I judge myself aplenty.

Forgive me, Godard, for I have sinned.

This dullard film has the lesser London brother and two female leads, both remarkably forgettable and out of their element as sexpots. Keeping this review short so you can get time back that I'll never recover.

This movie was intense from start to finish. I couldn't blink. My eyes dried out. It's so entertaining. Best thriller I've seen in a long time.

In summary, avoid watching this at all costs, if I could take back the time I spent watching it I still wouldn't - because I have sacrificed it for any of you who happen to read this review.

The psycho of the week is a pretty woman former fat girl. She zeroes in on a grumpy married couple played by Barbie Castro and one of the London brothers. They make a mistake of having a threesome with her and she won't let go and starts causing havoc.

It's quite entertaining and watchable. The consequences are quite devastating for the family. It's good they have some background motivation for the wacko.