Trapped

I knew I was in trouble the moment cheesy jazz music what floated over a nondescript house. The opening steady cam shot confirmed it. I was watching a freaking dud.

Thank god I paid nothing to see this, but erasing it from my memory will require more than a few strong shots and probably gnawing a finger or two off.

Good god, where do they find this crap writing??? even worse is the lame acting.

Wait until you get a listen to the soundtrack, its probably amongst the worst I've ever heard.

I am sure that 74,999.00 went to paying Corbin Bernsen (how is career has ended up in the toilet).