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My back has been acting up again lately, and it was especially bad yesterday. I ended up spending most of the evening laying around watching TV in a muscle relaxer-enhanced haze. I think muscle relaxers are the only way I was able to sit through all of the 2007 Lindsay Lohan vehicle, “I Know Who Killed Me.”

Wow. It stunk.

It’s funny, as I was watching it, I saw the possibility of it being something decently watchable, but it seemed to take every chance and completely blow it. And I kept watching, and hoping it was going to get better or maybe even start to make sense – but no dice. There were just so many things wrong with this movie!

The plot: ridiculous. It starts out OK, and seems like it might be a typical mystery/procedural type thing. But the FBI/police characters that are introduced at the beginning seem incredibly stupid and incompetent. Then they’re abruptly dropped about halfway in, and never seen again. You’re then expected to accept that this is now a supernatural thriller, which doesn’t even begin to make any sense, in the environment that’s already been introduced.

Lindsay Lohan: sucks. Seriously, has she done ANYTHING worthwhile since “Mean Girls?” Her performance here is dreadful. Her supposedly “sexy” pole dances are awkwardly performed (she seriously looks like she’s stoned, which judging by the other events going on in her life at the time, is a distinct possibility), poorly lit, horribly edited, and generally unappealing. She must also work in the only PG-rated “gentelmen’s club” in America.

So yeah, it was as horrible as you might have heard. If you surf past it on one of the cable channels this month – save yourself some agony and skip it!