Yet another remake blew into theaters over spring break. Disney’s “A Wrinkle in Time” is a remake of a made-for-television movie from 2003. Both are based off a novel of the same name, written in 1962 by Madeleine L’Engle.

“A Wrinkle in Time” is visually stunning, but that is about it. The colorful vistas and distinctly strange environments that are seen in the trailers are all there. But if that was all I wanted, I could have just watched the trailer. I wanted a story that justified those strange places. “A Wrinkle in Time” tried, but it just did not happen.

The most glaring problem with this film is its dead weight. The movie relies quite heavily on its visual elements, but it begins to wear thin after a few minutes of staring at a new place with little else going on. If this film were to trim the empty screen time down, it would probably be about 40 minutes shorter. Then, they could use that extra 40 minutes to fix another problem with the film: the plot.

The problem with the plot is that there is not really much of one. What plot is there is betrayed by clunky exposition, of which there is a lot of — almost half the movie goes by before we move into rising action — and a bad script. The finer details of the inciting incident, the disappearance of the main character’s father, are discussed only briefly. Even at the end of the film, when all is supposed to be revealed, we have not really learned anything about what happened to him.

The poorly written script teams up with awful child actors to destroy what is left of the story. I usually try to give child actors the benefit of the doubt, but this time, it was just bad. I would get more emotion if I asked my youngest cousin to read my grandma’s recipe for corn casserole. Every line is delivered like Siri giving directions — hopefully away from the movie theater. It was robotic, which was disappointing considering the world that the characters found themselves in is anything but robotic.

“A Wrinkle in Time” is highly forgettable, barely a wrinkle — if you will — in the cinematic sweater of 2018. The only thing that I’ll likely remember, come next year, is Oprah Winfrey’s diamond studded eyebrows. Skip the theater and wait until the film comes to DVD and then watch it, just for Oprah’s eyebrows. They’re quite incredible.