Someone PLEASE take away Brent Smith's typewriter. This tripe is the worst waste of celluloid since "Rollerball." I can NOT believe someone actually greenlit this. Smith must have some fabulous pitching skills (some kind of skills, anyway). The acting, pacing and DEAR GOD the music just grate. The accents are atrocious, and the constant use of the phrase, "Whatever it takes" is a pitiful attempt at a movie poster blurb. I'm embarrassed for Sundance that they would show this, and want that hour and a half of my life back!
Review of Straight Right
