Toronto

Basically, this is a wretchedly boring epilogue to Solondz's FAR superior "Happiness". Everything that made Happiness great was completely absent from Life During Wartime: the story, the perverse situations, the dark, DARK humour, even the cast. I sat through this thinking," It's boring, but it's going somewhere." Then 90 minutes in, I was thinking," Okay, it's crap, but it's going to have a good punch at the end." And then the credits rolled. I'm going on record here: WORST SEQUEL EVER! I've heard this described as a comedy, but honestly, I found Saving Private Ryan more worthy of a good chuckle than this borefest. Good points? Well, it does make one think about certain weighty issues like pedophilia and its effects on its indirect victims. But really, there is no reason why anyone should devote a second of their time or a penny of their cash on this waste. I can only assume that Todd Solondz had written Happiness while blasted out of his mind yet wrote this junk totally sober. Still, not as rotten as The Expendables.

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