Review of St. Ives

The movie was completly and utterly destroyed by an extra they hired for a dog walking scene. I honestly threw up a bit in my mouth when i saw this man on screen. The look of smugness and condescension on his face made me feel inferior and useless, that i was just a waste of a human being. I slipped into a deep depression, a dark lonely place in my mind filled with hate and despair. I started to drink heavily and pushed my friends and family away. I lost my job, my wife left me, and i eventually hit rock bottom, lying in the street in a puddle of my own urine, sobbing day and night. This smug gits name is 'Francis June Dougie Tracey Lee Bowes' and he ruined my damn life.