“Happy Go Lucky”, weighing in at two hours, was the slightly-less-obese brother of the three-hour epic American piece of shit, “Magnolia”. (yes, I know most people think, “woo! Magnolia! what a piece of art! it’s amazing!” — if you happen to be one of those people: “fuck you!”)
Worst. Film. Ever.
A short commentary of my thoughts as the film went on now follows.
Opening credits: “I want to kill her.”
Opening scene: “gods, she is annoying. I hope the shopkeeper kills her.”
