Zero Dark Thirty is basically a really bad 70s TV movie jazzed up with hysterical, incoherent cutting and digitally goosed cinematography. It has no story, in any dramatic sense, and its characters are cardboard cut-outs. Taking a fascinating subject like this and turning it into mediocre claptrap requires a special kind of genius — the genius of the damned.  It’s no wonder that the film industry is embracing it as a great work, because the film industry is an industry of the damned.

To put it as plainly as possible, this film is a total piece of shit.