To say that I am the wrong person to review a film like It Ends With Us would be an understatement of crushingly hilarious proportions.

I like movies where things blow up, and where people jump out of helicopters. I like cops, and soldiers, and spies, and I like it when they blow things up while jumping out of helicopters.

Trashy romance yarns are, to me, what the kinds of movies I watch are to my wife. Asking me to evaluate one is like asking an aardvark to critique Hamlet.

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