It only took about two minutes to see that the story was going to be distorted, but it actually was almost beyond recognition. What happened? Is someone trying to seek revenge on me and everyone else who loved that book? When a novel is adapted for the screen, it is understood that much will be taken out, as it is not possible to put all the beauty of the written word onto the screen. However, it is disgraceful and an insult to me and every other reader when the story becomes a mindless fabrication. Not abridged. Oh, no. But, filled with ridiculous things that never even happened in the book. All right. All right. So, you didn’t read the book. No problem. It’s still crap. Not since Titanic (“Oh Jack.” “Oh Rose.” “Oh Jack.” “Oh Rose.”) have I heard such garbage being passed off as dialogue. Much of the acting was incredibly sub par. And the clothing, which is critical in a period piece, looked like it was all rented from Bad Costumes R Us.

The only shining light in this sad, pitiful, vapid movie is Jim Caviezel, but mainly because he looks good. He could not save this poor tale of Edmund Dantes' blind rage and commitment to revenge for a life that was stolen from him. Everything was lost. You know, I usually enjoy Guy Pearce’s performances, but he was so itty bitty that I could not get past his lack of height and weight. I didn’t realize that he was so petite. I could not take him seriously as the bad guy, Fernand, because my two-year old nephew could probably take him in a fair fight.