movie review - Facade
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 1999.11.12
Fncking godawful. I rented this - despite my general rule never to see anything with Eric Roberts, due to his singular bad taste in movies - because it was suggested by someone at the little shop where I rent flicks.
It aims for zany and slick, but it achieves cheesy and insulting. Don't see this, or you'll regret it. Maybe not as much as a tattoo of Eric Roberts, but you'll regret it.
Not recommended.