THE TENDER BAR

Amateurish memoir adaptation.

George Clooney has lost his touch as a director.

Clooney's eighth feature effort is hobbled by myriad missteps. 

Rudimentary rules of filmmaking get broken at every turn.

Voice-over narration (show don't tell), inept acting (Daniel Ranieri's cringe-inducing performance), and an on-the-nose script (beauty-can-disguise-a-horrible-soul), doom this movie to the dust bin of history.

Memoir moral: J.R. Moehringer wasn't bright enough to realize he had a responsible father figure all along. Duh.

Dumbass.

Pulitzer — Schumilitzer. 

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