Cinematic Torture

Jen and I made our way to the Kendall Cinema in Cambridge with an edge of excitement. After a tough week of work, we were eager to see the new Gus Van Sant film, Gerry. The movie follows the story of 2 verbally-challenged guys named Gerry who take a walk, get lost and wander around Death Valley --- until one of the Gerry's decides to put the other Gerry out of his misery by killing him. After killing the other Gerry, Gerry2 discovers that they were just a few yards away from the highway. This somewhat mirrors the ordeal Jen and I were experiencing as we watched this wretched piece of crap. The difference was we were unable to settle on who would have the mercy of being killed as to avoid watching "Gerry" to the bitter end. Luckily, just before I forced Jen to slam my head against the theatre wall --- the movie ended. We had made it to the end and survived! Good thing as we were only a few feet from the exit.

Words just can't capture how bad this movie was --- it was torture.