My brother enjoyed Angry Birds, so I watched it, too...And, while it had one, maybe two, funny moments; I don't think I'll watch it again. I rate it...two out of ten. The first percent is because of Red; I like his anger. The second percent is, I like it when the eagle bashes his head and almost swears.
But aside from that...it stinks. It's a headache. I'm amazed I made it out alive; I thought I'd have died of boredom. Seriously, they had to have been high, during the making of this movie, because...Well, come on. Birds that don't fly, green pigs that do. I don't mean to be cruel - oh, wait, yes, I do. If a monkey were to stick his finger into his own excrement and smear it all over, his would be a better story.
Red was a good character. At first.
I was enjoying his character, right up to the point where he de-cided to find a happy place. He had been very relatable. They could have done more, but instead we had to see ninety-six minutes of Imodium.
Well, maybe ninety-four. It started out okay.
But aside from that...it stinks. It's a headache. I'm amazed I made it out alive; I thought I'd have died of boredom. Seriously, they had to have been high, during the making of this movie, because...Well, come on. Birds that don't fly, green pigs that do. I don't mean to be cruel - oh, wait, yes, I do. If a monkey were to stick his finger into his own excrement and smear it all over, his would be a better story.
Red was a good character. At first.
I was enjoying his character, right up to the point where he de-cided to find a happy place. He had been very relatable. They could have done more, but instead we had to see ninety-six minutes of Imodium.
Well, maybe ninety-four. It started out okay.
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