I'm about to be a little bit of a hypocrite only not really because The Atticus Institute is a mockumentary.
Everything is going all "Ho-hum, I'm so bored with trying to find people that actually have magical powers. When will someone with real power come and make ten years of this bullshit worth it?" And along comes Judith Winstead.
|And she is PISSED!|
This doesn't end well for a damn one of them.
|A sad, sad, lonely man who may or may not be a total perv. The movie doesn't mention his sex life.|
|This... should have tipped them off.|
|Except for this. What the fuck is this?|
Overall, I really did like this one. maybe not enough to watch it again, but it was certainly a couple of hours well-spent. If you don't mind a slow-burn, check it out, kids.