I'm like a battered wife when it comes to Cuba Gooding movies. I want to believe he can change, that he can be good in movies again. Instead, I get punched in the face for my troubles. This movie is so unbelievably boring, I kept checking my pulse instead of my watch. I didn't think it could get any worse than the howlingly bad Shadowboxer and the cringe-inducing Snow Dogs, but apparently it can and it did. Oh, did it ever... Even the awesome J.K. Simmons and a cameo from Bobby Lashley do absolutely nothing to keep your interest. The kicker is the thing isn't even a full hour and a half long and it still feels like a damn epoch has passed once it finally ends. The movie features some nonsense about Cuba Gooding's character being betrayed on a covert mission and then coming back to D.C. for some revenge on the blah blah blah if you even care about what's going on by that point you're either the director or you only see two movies a year, including this one. Cuba's Detroit Lions-like streak of choosing craptastic movies continues. At this point, I think he's actually trying to suck this bad.
Review of The Way of War
