why can no one figure out how to properly use the amazing Taraji P. Henson in a movie? 'Tyler Perry's Acrimony' is likely to make you enraged in how it wastes the amazing Taraji P. Henson
Tyler Perry has made a ludicrously scattershot drama in which overwrought feminine rage, diary-of-a-mad-woman craziness, and inept filmmaking are all but inseparable
this flick will have a legacy of sorts: Thousands of people will likely Google and learn the definition of "acrimony". It's just a shame the film's narrative couldn't define it well enough on its own
the composition of Acrimony is awkwardly theatrical, the dialogue similarly ungainly, and the structure of the film is more unstable than the late stages of a Jenga game
an attempt at "Fatal Attraction", but the clumsy writing and slow pace prove lethal. It only leaves us with one last question: What movie have we been watching, exactly?