Pure Oscar material.
After a weekend of intense internal debate, yesterday I decided to hop on the bus, schlep to the theater, and see Hercules. After all, I justified to myself, it has Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson! Surely it will at least be entertaining! My subconscious was screaming in the background—But Brett Ratner. It's directed by Brett Ratner!—but I did not listen. I should have. Because Hercules was bad. And it needed to be worse. (Warning: Spoilers within.)