Not gonna lie. Likely going to see every single thing in which Clive Owen appears, from the execrable The International to Duplicity, where he and Julia Roberts attempted to manufacture some chemistry. Inbetween perhaps we'll get flashes of brilliance, such as the savage break-up scene in Closer:
“That's the spirit. Thank you. Thank you for your honesty. Now fuck off and die, you fucked up slag.”
But one has to wonder exactly what Mr. Sex-On-A-Stick was thinking when choosing to take the role in Intruders, which comes out in October; maybe it's more than the sum of its trailer, but right now, it looks like some sort of pantomime Antoine Dodson tribute.
That said, I'll see it. Woe is me. So who's the actor you'll always see, despite his or her awful film choices?
