It’s taken me a few days to sit back, relax a bit and write out this Robin Hood review. Initially, when I saw it with my brother on Thursday night at a sneak preview, I was pleasantly surprised by the film. It wasn’t anything great but I had a fun time in the theater, even though we had a guy who kept repeating the places where the film took place. The guy also got on his cellphone multiple times and didn’t trust ‘that motha fucka Lil’ John.’ Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Okaaaaaaaaaay! Ugh, finally the guy left due to my brother making fun of him by doing his exact voice but saying even dumber things, such as ‘Yo, I didn’t know the Titanic sank. Shit!’ and ‘Yo, I’m an annoying asshole. Shit!’
But I’m pushing away from the review of Robin Hood. After seeing it, on the train ride home I came to a conclusion. I liked it. But when I was walking home, I was just thinking about every flaw the film had (and there are plenty) and forgot entirely about what I actually liked about the film (which wasn’t actually that much when looking in hindsight). The more I thought about it, the more I actually started to not like it. Then even more so, loathe it. Which is a strange turn of events for a few days worth of thinking it over, talking with other people about it and coming the simple conclusion about this film.
Which is that it sucks a royal Magna Carta sized big one.
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