I watched this movie for 30 minutes, but nothing was taking hold of me. Nothing was grabbing my interest. I felt myself going cross-eyed and nodding off (and I'm not a person who naps), so I put it on super fast forward, stopping at a number of different scenes, thinking that maybe it just had a slow, dim-witted beginning. No, every scene was the same: Old, tired, over-the-top, unimaginative Hollywood tripe. I just couldn't continue, since it was far too painful of a venture. I love Ben Kingsley, but not even he can save this flick. Maybe it's me. I think I'm possibly too old for this. Maybe it'll appeal to those under the age of 40. Maybe grade school. No more Disney for me. The magic left so long ago.
