A canticle of devilish demons wanted to curse this planet with the making of this thing that those monstrous beings (say director, screenwriter, actors and actresses) call a movie. The problem is that they call it a film I curse that affects those who watch it, such a film is terrible it is something unmentionable, if I were an actor and they offered me a million euros to shoot even one cameo I would prefer to become homeless for life. The utility of this film is comparable to that of an airplane without propellers, the acting on the other hand is comparable to that of tree shooting scenes in an office building, the directing honestly instead of leaving it to Paolo Costella I would have left it to a raccoon who would surely have done a better job.
