A movie that will inspire you to pat your cat until it purrs.

A movie that you won't hit the pause button for when you walk out to kitchen to stir something on the stove.

A movie where you'll turn to your friend on the couch and have a conversation about how good Edward Norton was in Birdman.

It's a grin, not a belly laugh.

It's the kind of ret-con plot reveals you find in a badly written con-movie; the great mystery in this film being that you won't have to pay attention. There are no breadcrumbs to follow and you only get to see into the omniscient mind of the detective when he Sherlock Holmes' this mess into a semblance of order at the end. Ta-da!!!

Solid 5/10 with zero juice to go any higher.