Wanderings and … wonderings.

I tried.

Scorsese always deserves a second change of pants.

This movie is fucking atrocious. The needless, meandering, wholly unmemorable dialogue was the worst element of this unimpressive stinker.

You get the impression they are all about to drop the bombshell. And there isn’t one.

And it’s not even funny.

I hated it and hope you do too.

Sorry, Marty.