Trust Me by KC Wells
For a story about a guy torn between Jesus and anus, this one really lacks the Jesus factor.

For a story about a guy torn between Jesus and anus, this one really lacks the Jesus factor.

Meh. Atlas shrugged.

This one is too technically accomplished to get a lower score, but I am side-eyeing the heroine hard.

Intriguing premise, completely botched execution.

Guy Pearce as a hot priest? Sold!

There is probably an intense story in here somewhere, buried under the robotic writing style.

The hottest thing here is the hero drooling over another man’s pee-pee. Wait, what?

It’s hard to find a story romantic when the heroine is made out to be such a failure of a human being.

Sadly, this time around it’s not worth a call.

I can’t see why the Frogman doesn’t want to be found in this over-hyped, under-tuned film.
