Until the opening credits ended.
Dreadful accents, cliche upon cliche, all with that B-Movie look.
I don't quite know what it is, but you recognize it immediately.
Somebody who really shouldn't have tried to make a movie.
What a waste.
Of time, effort, money. Whatever.
It's a good premise too. We still don't know where all that looted art went. If indeed it went anywhere.
South America?
Private collections?
Swiss Bank vaults?
Such a shame. If only someone had told this director to just STOP.
I felt it was my duty to warn you.
To spare you.
I'll never get those minutes back.
Please DON'T watch this.
Dreadful accents, cliche upon cliche, all with that B-Movie look.
I don't quite know what it is, but you recognize it immediately.
Somebody who really shouldn't have tried to make a movie.
What a waste.
Of time, effort, money. Whatever.
It's a good premise too. We still don't know where all that looted art went. If indeed it went anywhere.
South America?
Private collections?
Swiss Bank vaults?
Such a shame. If only someone had told this director to just STOP.
I felt it was my duty to warn you.
To spare you.
I'll never get those minutes back.
Please DON'T watch this.