Noomi Rapace and hubby want a little away time at the cottage. Unfortunately for both, that’s not all they want for each other. While Roy, Petter, and Dave have a hankering for some of that same cottage ambiance, they have no idea what’s in store as mayhem and madness ensue.
in light of clownfish’s possession of state secrets, and his inclinations regarding same, might anyone have a FISA warrant on the orange cheeto and his current minions?
I’m wondering where the fam will flee go on an extended vaycay once they pull their heads out of the old man’s ass and realize they’re done for. Argentina? Saudi Arabia? Certainly not with the Russkis, right? Right?
But perhaps I discount the pigs in the pen too soon. We have all been fooled before.
America The world slips off its axis thanks to fracking (see? we told ya!). Consequently, strange happenings in cemeteries follow shortly thereafter, thanks to bad diner coffee and wifi. A girlish ghoulish, sword-wielding Tilda Swinton comes to the rescue.
I don’t know how they got these guys to do this movie, but kudos all round if you wait until the end credits.