
I watched the indie romantic dramedy Krystal when I was home sick with a cold from hell, in between feverish naps and pulls of flu medicine. Taylor (Nick Robinson) is an 18-year-old who suffers from a heart condition that causes visions of a demon who taunts him. When he falls in love with an older woman, recovering junkie/hooker/stripper Krystal (Rosario Dawson), Taylor fakes being in AA to try to win her over, along with her wheelchair-bound 16-year-old son.
This sounds bad, right?
