I went into "Van Helsing" totally expecting to like it. I enjoyed "The Mummy" I loved Universal movie monsters, and I think Hugh Jackman generally rules.It seemed like a can't miss movie.

Perhaps it was a kind of self-hypnosis, because as my brother and I left the theater, we both were saying "well that was pretty good. Maybe not as good as I expected, but I dug it."

As we chatted casually about the movie walking to the car, over the course of about four minutes both of our opinions shifted to (I think the more natural state) "damn that movie sucked big time."