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So I just went to see Knowing, which is proof if there will ever be proof that I should never let my mother pick what movie we go to see.
I actually quite liked it until the final 15-20 minutes, at which point, as far as I can tell, it dissolved into hopeless WTFery. I mean, seriously. WTF.
I actually quite liked it until the final 15-20 minutes, at which point, as far as I can tell, it dissolved into hopeless WTFery. I mean, seriously. WTF.