Okay, Mister Christian Bale. You might be a great actor in most instances, and you certainly gave a convincingly loud enough performance in Terminator Salvation, but the film itself was an unbridled and fruitless mess. Now, whether things can be explained as merely a bad movie and a sorely misplaced director or, in a conspiracy-theorist’s paradise, that an already doomed project grew worse as a result of alleged Bale-instructed script rewrites, it’s all just too late, not to mention a shameless waste of a chance to further the Terminator mythology. However, it certainly wouldn’t hurt this situation any more if, say, you decided to get down on your knees and beg for forgiveness.

So, go ahead . . .

We’re waiting . . .

Good boy.