“It costs a lot to be here. Cost you an arm and a leg.” ~ The Dream

You’ll get that joke if you sit through it.

So how would you describe The Bad Batch in one sentence? Imagine if everyone at Burning Man decided to stay out in the desert long enough to get hungry enough to go all Donner Party and eat each other (which I actually wouldn’t mind seeing as a documentary).

Someone dropped some serious shekels to make this piece of shit. Very little on the set or costumes but on the talent, yes.

Written and directed by Ana Lily Amirpour

Jason Momoa, Keanu Reeves, Jim Carrey, Suki Waterhouse, Giovanni Ribisi, Diego Luna… There’s a very loose story line that has something to do with a desert prison colony funded by money from drugs produced by one of the inmates who lives a relatively royal-like existence out in the wastes. There isn’t enough story to chase towards anything meaningful though. It would be like following someone smoking a joint trying to get a contact high. Ain’t gonna happen. There’s usually just enough going on in a film to relate it back to some statement on the state of the state but what little there is, is just too obvious.

Bad Batch.

Bad fucking movie.

Two hours of my life I will never get back.