Don’t see this movie. It’s laughably, textbook bad but not in a good way. The characters are completely disposable and it’s impossible to feel a connection to them since the audience is never invited to get to know them. Elizabeth Banks is Laura, a wife and mother accused of murder. Who is Laura? That’s a good question. She only has a few scenes on screen and at no point do we get a clue about what this woman stands for or whether she’s guilty or innocent. Russell Crowe is Laura’s faithful and loyal husband, who decides to break his wife out of prison after she is convicted and sentenced to life without parole. It all sounds very dramatic. The problem is it’s not. This movie is boring, drawn out, and ridiculous. I’m bored writing about it. Nothing about this film is believable. The crime seems tacked on and irrelevant; simply a way to get the nonsensical plot in motion. The Pittsburgh Police, who appear during the middle of the movie, are impossibly efficient. They take one look at a piece of evidence and within seconds figure out what it means and are on the go. On the go is exactly where I wanted to be—right out of the theater. The Next Three Days feels like three long years. Save your time and money and stay away. Forgot, there is one good thing about this movie–the soundtrack.

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