Is it just me or is this film lazy? For one, Andy Dufresne is written in such broad, too-close-for-comfort to messianic strokes that the character almost veers into a caricature except with more brooding to let you know he's in deep thought. He's just mysterious enough, open when need be, ballsy and unflinching at the perfect points (for story advancement and/or tension), and apparently only "allows" people to bend or use him when he's got an even bigger endgame in…

This is the only Twilight movie I ever saw. And other than a vague memory of this being excruciatingly bad, the sole palpable thing I recall from watching this film is two heckler pals in the cinema betting very loudly and hilariously that Bella was gonna sit by the window through December in this scene. I'm, for the very first time ever, realizing that was Lykke Li's voice there (I mean, I never thought about it since so that would…