See... now, I got dragged to see this on Christmas, and I was pretty loaded with some 'potent' egg nogs, and I guess I must have misread the title.
I thought the subtitle was 'Book of Sucrets' and we were gonna see Nicolas Cage and company uncover some ancient tin box of throat lozenges. Dammit! Because... that would have been a better movie.
Note: It's not 'Wicker Man' bad (even though some parts are unintentionally funny), it's around 'Next' bad. Oh, you say you didn't see, 'Next'? Well, it's bad.
