Billed as Gary Oldman and some apes, this mostly entails having to watch the insufferable Jason Clarke and his begging antics at the feet of simians. It’s an okay movie despite this monumental bore of an actor.
I turned it off at 64 minutes. I couldn’t see it getting any better and frustration was starting to kick in.
The hairy fellows aren’t much different from denizens of certain areas of Edinburgh. The difference here is that the chimps can speak properly.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 