I don't think I have the words in my vocabulary to convey how terrible this movie is. Stilted, overwrought, contrived -- even these words fall short of describing the amateurish drivel that is the screenplay for The Disappearance of Lenka Wood.
Maybe it's best to let the film speak for itself. Here is an excerpt from the second act:
Army Guy: Next time, I'll cut your leg open. Then you'll have three wounds, and only two hands. You get to choose which one stays open.
Corrupt Cop: please, ill tell you where she's being kept
Army Guy: write it down for me
Corrupt Cop: I don't have a pen!
Army Guy: You can use your own blood!
Maybe it's best to let the film speak for itself. Here is an excerpt from the second act:
Army Guy: Next time, I'll cut your leg open. Then you'll have three wounds, and only two hands. You get to choose which one stays open.
Corrupt Cop: please, ill tell you where she's being kept
Army Guy: write it down for me
Corrupt Cop: I don't have a pen!
Army Guy: You can use your own blood!