Seems like Lucas Hedges will never get out of the "troubled teen" typecasting hell he is finding himself in.
Here are some of my mom’s enlighting commentary when glancing up from her phone during this film:
«What a macabre film!»
«Is [Hans Landa] bad?»
(During the bar scene) «Why are they arguing if they’re all german?»
«That wasn’t very convincing italian.»
*Sleeps trough the finale*