Review of John Q (2002) by Kerby H — 06 Jul 2013

I am a recovering addict who is 18 months clean, so let me explain the thing I miss least about drugs. You go to a guy's house with the intention of purchasing some of his wares; and he's a burnout too, so of course he's watching a movie, stoned out of his ever-fricking mind.

Clearly, this man has made some poor major life decisions, so his taste in movies is inevitably questionable. Needless to say he'll be watching a movie as awful as the crapstorm that is John Q. You buy the drugs though, and after a wave of awkwardness, he ask's you if you'd like to match some of your drugs with his.

Well you are with a group, so naturally you come to the conclusion that you can save more of your drugs by allowing this paragon of virtue to give your friends some of his. So you agree. After sharing drugs however, you are too f'ed up to get out of this questionable environment, so you subject yourself to the tortures of the damned, all in the name of conservation and addiction.

This is how I came to watch John Q. It is the worst movie ever made. THE WORST!!! I am so grateful that I never have to watch an hour and half of a movie this bad ever again.