Hancock: superflop

And to think, we were really looking forward to "Hancock."

And then we saw it. So did a bunch of other people who walked out of last night's screening in Hollywood scratching their heads.

So as not to fill a post with pure vitriol, we let it sit. Didn't help. The more we've thought about it today, the more disappointed we are with the mishmash of over-the-top CGI, incomprehensible drama in black comedy's clothing, "love story" and whatever else was thrown into that high-priced misfire.

In a word: terrible.

We agree with a number of early reviews, including THR's, that the first half had promise and that the second half went completely south. As Variety succinctly puts it:

"All the potential the premise seemed to offer is frittered away, mind-boggling gaps of logic come to the fore, and arbitrary plot devices serve to shortchange a story that could have gone in much more interesting directions."

It wasn't the actors' fault, it was the story (lack thereof) and the direction (all over the map). We feel duped by a marketing campaign that's already shown us the best parts of the movie, and we had more fun watching Will Smith on Letterman last night. At least there was some linear thinking (along with an amusing dose of man love).

If you see it and don't feel cheated/confused/disturbed, give a shout. That we gotta hear.