This movie was already extremely loud and then Gilbert Gottfried showed up. Second-worst thing Roseanne Barr has done on an artistic medium underneath appearing on a Tom MacDonald song.

Beautifully shot sequences in the second half can’t make up for two characters that barely belong together and a refusal to stick to any of the themes it builds up in the ugly first half. There’s a good setup between Ronald and Tyler’s relationship, how the former teaches the latter to overexert himself, leading to his life-changing injury and the brooding anger he feels for the world around him, but none of that is explored in any sense beyond the…