I once watched a documentary on the killing fields in Cambodia and actually felt less depressed after watching that than this pile of unadulterated drivel. About a third of the way through I thought, why. Then about two thirds through I asked myself, how. By the end, after nearly suffering chronic spasms after having cringed so much, I finally gave up trying to make sense of this abandoned homeless shelter fire and tried to revive the part of me that had slowly died inside. When Lauren Holly exited the picture, there was literally NOTHING left that could salvage this movie, not even the cameo of the late great Pat Morita (RIP Miogi).
Review of Down and Derby
