My Imaginary boyfriend of the month, Channing Tatum,
has a new movie opening this week, Son of No One.
Your basic gritty cop drama with Ray Liotta, Al Pacino,sordid pasts and present scandals.
And apparently it's a stinker. Which is really okay, because there is alway the probability that Channing will have his shirt off at some point.
Unfortunately, the reviews I've read have been written by people who evaluate movies for the quality of the writing and the acting. Whatever.