Out of shear boredom, I decided to watch an Uwe Boll movie on Netflix instaplay.
Uwe Boll is a German filmmaker notorious for making crappy video game movies, like Alone in the Dark, Bloodrayne, Postal, House of the Dead, and, yes, Far Cry.
A journalist is investigating an island guarded by , uh, guards, which has something to do with her uncle's disappearance. She seeks the help of a former special forces partner of the uncle. They go to the island and blow shit up.
Although the acting is... bad, except the former special forces guy, I was somewhat, for lack of a better word, charmed by it. Something about it just made it seem like the good kind of corny that would make me watch over and over.
I, for some alien reason, liked it.
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