Let's face it, no one over the age of Twilight-lovers (tweens, teens and insipid adults who never got past the reading level of a ninth grader) thought that Catherine Hardwicke's Red Riding Hood was going to be any good - and guess what, we were right. It is actually just as bad, just as bland, just as pandering as I expected it to be. My review of said film is now up and running over at The Cinematheque. I suppose you don't have to be a genius to figure out that it is not a rave by any stretch of the imagination.
Here is Amanda Seyfried trying to run away from a bad movie. I suppose she has had to do that quite often by now.
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