Not expecting much at all, I started to watch "London has fallen" on Netflix. Holy Sh_t, what a massive steaming freshly-laid turd on the carpet of actually good movies. Shameless like a puppy, but more-so shameless because the adults who were responsible for this turd just walk around it expecting others to like it. And puppy's can't help themselves. It is awful in the way that a child screams on an airplane. But at least on an airplane there are other actual unpleasantries to experience, such as narrow uncomfortable seats, recycled air, stinky bathrooms, and not enough alcohol. All of these things were remedied in my own home and there was still no salvation. It wanders aimlessly from xenophobic and stereotypical cliche-to-cliche until it bumps into the credits. I give it thirty-five turds down.