Without revealing plot twists, I will say that the movie goes on a long while -- a very long while -- after the trial is over, and that a trip to the jungles of Guatemala is unnecessary, to put it mildly.

Moore needs The Juror like she needs another scarlet letter; the 'D-for-dopey' here is hanging down to everyone's knees.

At first glance, this seems like another typical "woman being victimized" movie that's pretty predictable, but its ending may surprise you.

Tremendously trashy courtroom drama that improves as its silly premise just keeps on getting, well, sillier.