Powder Blue is one of the most depressingly bad movies ever made. Every decision — from the screenplay to the acting to the visual palette — is a cynical calculation based on an uncomfortable amalgam of several other much better movies. The characters are manipulated ciphers, their stories are emotional copycats, and the film is an ugly, wretched bit of sanctimony. Of course the film purports to be about finding hope in the unlikeliest places, but I found absolutely none, except when the credits started rolling … Most grievously insulted is Biel, who fulfills many lecherous fantasies by briefly exposing her breasts in a scene where she writhes on a strip club stage and splashes hot candle wax on her body while crying. This was no doubt intended to be an Oscar-worthy moment of bravery, but instead it’s an embarrassing display of directorial exploitation and a waste of acting goodwill.

Just one of many absolutely scathing reviews of the new Jessica Biel flick, Powder Blue. We’ve got a link to the super-fun candle wax/crying clip here.