If not for the chops of the actors involved in this film, we would be left with nothing more than the modern sensitive-arts version of "Death Wish". That being said, revealing the fundamental plot line at the end of the film might seem clever to twenty-somethings who are currently "Feeling the Bern", but it does little to satisfy the mature mind beyond causing one to hiccup and say "Hmmm. Isn't that a 'I so want to think I'm giddily deft' twist on the part of the writer." If only Hollywood focused as much on what is important in our culture now as they do tripping over themselves in a nostalgic search for justice to the cause celeb of the week, studios would not be worried about going bankrupt. Hipsters in the major cities may enjoy this fodder, but the rest of the country has neither the time, inclination, nor the patience for adding another coat of paint to such respectfully well worn (and better told) subject matter. Save your time and money and see Schindler's List again. There is no comparison.
Review of Remember
