It was wantonly salacious; was deliberately pitched at the neanderthal, knuckle-draggers of cinema clientele; it was casual with horrific violence but had a rather exaggerated line in non-stop effing and blinding to no artistic purpose whatsoever. It wasn't even engaging or entertaining.
How old was the daughter, Hollie, supposed to be? - She looked 11 and surely could not have been portrayed as older than the 14 she actually was when the film was being made - yet - there she is, driving cars, wandering into orgies and witnessing all the worst that a sick, hedonistic society can offer.
I am sure that she had all the paedos drooling into their fancy pizzas.
I was far too slow in turning this degradation off. Mea culpa.
Warner Bros - shame on you!
It is time that 'artistic licence' is once again under the scrutiny of some serious-minded censors. The deleterious effects on young people were not massive - but only because there is so much equivalent pap out there to corrupt ever younger minds.
The thought that this kind of verminous, corrupting tripe will be standard watching and a common feature for chat networks for my granddaughters when they are 12 - or younger - fills me with horror and revulsion.
