Tag: beartooth

Beartooth was a movie that my grandmother-in-law wanted to watch Saturday night. This was actually acceptable, as none of us had seen it and this was what was on the cover:

So. Snarling bears. Winter storms. A conflict. This sounded promising, or at least tolerable.

It was a lie. A cruel, cruel lie. Below the fold is a reconstruction of the greatest single conflict in the movie: Continue reading I have anger in my heart towards the movie Beartooth.