Generally, bad movies won't have pre-release reviews, period. I couldn't tell you about this particular decision, though.
STUNT_GRANNY
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Reviewers were asked not to talk directly about the writing or characters, at least according to the review I heard on NPR a few days ago. Probably has a lot to do with it.
I'd remove my personal need for sleep, making it completely voluntary. But I wouldn't tell anyone about it. I could use an extra eight hours of free time every day.
Oh yeah, same exact vibe I'm going for. I willingly own a Cadillac Cimarron.
Well, my "if I won the lottery" fantasy only requires a few million. One by one, I'd tell my mates to come check out my new place, which turns out to be a condo at Circuit of the Americas. While we're overlooking my collection of mint-condition shitbox cars that have no reason to be preserved, I'd hand them a check for enough money to wipe out their debts and buy a house... along with a non-disclosure agreement.
Then I'd disappear for a while, taking a road trip around the country without any sort of financial or scheduling concerns. Just show up in a random city, spend a few weeks seeing all the sights at my own pace, then moving along whenever I feel like it.
Going from millions to billions, I doubt I'd deviate from that plan too much. Once I've got myself and my mates set for life, I guess I'd set the remaining 4.9 billion pounds aside for any impulse buys, like an F1 team or a couple hundred politicians.
For those Explorers and Tahoes, the only tell-tale sign is to look at the roof. 
Civilian models will have these roof rails, police models won't.
Contingency, from Local58
Emergency broadcasts of any sort, fictitious or no, already put me on edge, but the idea of the US government having one ready to go, specifically to order people to commit suicide to spite some kind of existential threat, is especially chilling.
I started to lose interest with Glenn's dumpster thing, totally stopped when they made Negan's introduction into a cliffhanger. In hindsight, I wish I'd stopped watching when Rick first arrives at Alexandria's gate, before he ever goes inside.
Driving a Trabant through the desert. Occasionally shooting rabid bunnies.
Phone in front right, wallet and keys in front left. When I'm not at work, that's basically it.
I wear a small satchel at work; I keep a water bottle, clipboard, and notepad in the main storage compartment. My satchel has a few side pockets as well; one holds my pens and markers, the second holds a box cutter and a pair of gloves, and the last one holds a small first-aid kit.