And I see about 500 movies a year. The director is not even capable to handle his extras. They are moving to slow or fast. The dialogues are so nightmarish bad, pointless, leading to nowhere and repetitive. Just as the ridiculous scenario, story and pace.

Oh OK this movies goes about grieve. A woman mourns about her husband shot dead after being a hero in a supermarket. I know everybody handles the loss of a loved one different. But Kubler Ross who wrote a respected book on this issue would be devestated when she saw this movie. All her theories would fall apart. Anyway I verified the genre of this movie. It's not a comedy, satire or parody. Even the title is incomprehensible. I think this movie was made under the influence and peace of some happy cigarettes.