Stonewall chronicles the violent 1969 demonstrations by members of the LGBT community against police raids at the infamous Stonewall Inn in New York City. To start, this film had the perfect recipe for a poignant, well rounded and sensitive film depicting the darkest time of the LGBT community. Instead, director Roland Emmerich decides to make this film as haphazardly as possible and decided to shoot a script that was so undercooked and black and white in its politics that it borders being overtly offensive. Starring Jeremy Irvine, Caleb Landry Jones, Ron Perlman and Jonathan Rhys-Meyers, the film's cast seems perfect on the surface but once the lights go on and the camera is rolling, these performances turn utterly laughable mostly due to it's stereotype laden script. Jeremy Irvine as Danny Winters is baseless, humorless and woefully miscasted. Winters is portrayed almost like a swindler of sorts, exploiting the notion of homosexuality throughout the film to cause these riots despite being one himself. The film portrays Winters almost like he started this entire revolution for his own personal gain when, in fact, that's far off from the truth. Another big issue is Marsha P. Johnson. If there was ever a useless character whose sole purpose was to make you laugh and instead gets you more agitated, it is Johnson's performance as the half assed comic relief that amounts to more anger and affliction than that of actual laughter. Writer Jon Robin Baitz doesn't do a good job here at all. The film has an aurora of failed Oscar bait to it, giving characters bolstered speeches that were clearly meant for specific A list celebrities that saw through the idiotic plot devices and stereotypical portrayal of all those who stood up for their rights on June 28, 1969. It isn't just wrong, it's baseless, offensive and pretty terrible. Overall, Stonewall features a poorly written script, a cast that couldn't be more wrong in their portrayal and a director that leaves you curious to his intentions with this film. This is a film that should have been directed by Joel Schumacher, at least then we would know what to expect. Instead, this just feels like Roland Emmerich kidding himself.