J.D. Salinger's novel "Catcher in the Rye" was written by a sick and bitter mind with sympathy for the devil- so too was this film. I felt like the makers were expressing sympathy for Lennon's killer (who SHOULD remain nameless)so much so that they granted the killer's wish- his dream has come true with this abomination- a whole movie about him! Happy, Leto? It also makes me wonder a little about Jared Leto & Lindsay Lohan, considering the recent turns their career's have taken lately. This film is as exploitive as a film can be, and I feel the same as I did when I finished Catcher in the Rye all those years ago- I want my 84 minutes back, and now I have a third reason to detest J.D. Salinger!
(FYI, I actually am not a huge Beatles fan, but I hate murder.)
(FYI, I actually am not a huge Beatles fan, but I hate murder.)