This movie was so terrible that I couldn't even let it play in the background while I worked. I can deal with the sound of one billion bullets being fired, but when you add the sh*tty techno music and a tween badly speaking terribly written lines, I draw the line. I just wanted to say your wig is too big for your tiny, childlike head, by the way.
Well, as a Samuel Jackson fan, I made it to the end. My only conclusion is that the man was blackmailed to do this film. Badly blackmailed. As in sexually violating a bald eagle while wearing a Nazi uniform and singing Happy Birthday without permission blackmailed. Also, it is off of someones computer, so quality is awful, but you do get pop ups and loading screens that really only improve the plot.