It wasn’t horrible. It wasn’t good either, being incredibly predictable and not very ably acted. Nor were the dirt bike scenes very interesting, but overall it wasn’t an offensive movie, just the kind of movie that shows up on cable and you leave it on because you are mildly depressed and can’t think of anything better to do.
Cost: free due to boyfriend going out of town and letting girlfriend poach off his Netflix queue.
Where watched: At home, while painting my toenails a fabulous shade of dark blue with turquoise glitter. My time wasn’t invested in vain because they look great!
Channing Tatum screen time: probably about 10 minutes total. He plays the son of a man who owns a company that makes dirt bikes. I’m guessing if the dirt bike people read this review they would leave very angry comments about my use of the word dirt bikes.