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Let's get something straight - Amy Bradley is Missing does a decent job outlining the events leading up to her disappearance, but what's more fascinating is how many people walk away from this documentary convinced there was some grand conspiracy. There wasn't.

The most likely and obvious explanation is that Amy either fell overboard accidentally or took her own life. And yet the film entertains every absurd theory from human trafficking to secret island kidnappings. The lack of evidence for these wild alternatives is completely glossed over by people who refuse to apply common sense.

It's been 27 years since Amy disappeared. Twenty-seven. And not one phone call, not one email, not a single verified contact - nothing. Anyone who believes she's still alive and just... not reaching out? Come on.

Let's talk about that infamous photo. It's obviously doctored - a pixelated image from a random website that people want to believe is Amy. Then there's the tip from the daughter of the cruise ship guitarist, claiming she had a "feeling" and told the FBI her dad might be involved. That's not evidence - it's gossip wrapped in wishful thinking.

And even though this guy supposedly had photos of white women, somehow not a single one was of Amy. That's your smoking gun?

It's frustrating to watch how much airtime is given to speculation, despite zero physical evidence, zero credible sightings, and no solid leads in 25 years. Sometimes the simplest explanation is the right one.

If you walk away from this documentary thinking otherwise, you're willfully ignoring the facts. Not everything has to be a mystery - sometimes it's just a tragic accident.

Stick is a breezy, heartfelt comedy that finds its swing thanks to Owen Wilson's signature charm and an underdog sports story that balances humor with surprising emotional depth. Wilson plays former golf prodigy Pryce "Stick" Cahill, who reluctantly mentors a teenage golf phenom while confronting the baggage of his own stalled career. While the premise isn't groundbreaking, the show's execution is smooth and genuinely engaging.

The standout element is the chemistry between Wilson and newcomer Peter Dager. Their mentor-mentee dynamic brings out some of Wilson's most grounded and layered work in years-comedic but with an emotional core. The show also benefits from crisp direction, sharp writing, and a feel-good tone that makes it very easy to binge.

Some characters, like Zero, feel like they were included to satisfy current cultural trends rather than serve the story in a meaningful way. The same plot points could have been explored without the emphasis on identity, which at times feels more like a distraction than a narrative asset.

That said, Stick remains a well-acted, funny, and sincere series. It hits the sweet spot for viewers who enjoy underdog sports stories with warmth and wit. It doesn't try to reinvent the genre-and it doesn't have to.

I cant believe all these positive reviews. Someone has a lot of friends and family. I went into Countdown hoping for a tense, fast-paced thriller, but what I got was a painfully predictable mess riddled with bad acting and even worse writing. The premise had potential - a ticking clock scenario with high stakes - but everything from the characters to the dialogue felt like a lazy first draft.

The cast seems completely disengaged, delivering lines with all the energy of a table read. Emotional scenes fall flat, action sequences lack urgency, and even basic conversations feel forced and unnatural. It's hard to care about characters when the actors themselves look like they don't.

The writing is the show's weakest point. Clichés are piled on top of clichés, with no originality or nuance. Every twist is telegraphed from a mile away, and the attempts at "clever" dialogue are cringeworthy at best. It tries to be edgy and intelligent, but ends up feeling like a cheap imitation of better thrillers.

Overall, Countdown is a frustrating waste of time. If you're looking for something suspenseful, you'd be better off rewatching almost anything else.