I swear, the first time I audibly muttered “Oh God” while bemoaning the molasses pace of THE NUMBER 23 — was 23 minutes in! Clunky and unmemorable as only a Joel Schumacher film can be, it searches fruitlessly for a consistent tone while telling a complicated plot with no clarity. Even the hook — the supposedly infinite permutations of the number 23 — is unconvincing, even dull. And don't even get me started on that sappy Hollywood ending! — Jeff Schultz
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