Gibson pulls head out of ass and puts hand into Beaver. Foster’s directorial debut and Gibson’s
return to acting begs for jokes on multiple levels. His performance(s) is/are deeper and funnier
than the story itself. Beaver leaves
Lawrence and Foster wanting while Yelchin remains indie guy amidst frequent
warrior co-stars.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
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