Bill Skarsgård seems contractually obligated to spend part of every movie trapped in a room, and somehow I never get tired of watching it.
Two hours of action, adventure, and further proof that Grogu could commit minor crimes and we’d all immediately forgive him.
A movie that somehow turned weather forecasting into one of the most suspenseful jobs imaginable.
Fluorescent lighting, empty hallways, and confusion- now turn those into one of the most memorable horror experiences of the year.
Finally, a movie that proves suburban parents will apparently do literally anything before filling out another student loan application.
What it feels like when someone turns capitalism, fashion, and a fever dream into a very expensive art project.
A movie that somehow makes the 2009 housing market collapse feel both horrifying and weirdly hilarious.
A movie that made sitting in a theater feel halfway between watching a biopic and attending a Michael Jackson concert.
A movie so loud it occasionally felt like the jump scares were targeting my eardrums personally.
The rare book adaptation where my main complaint is simply, “there should have been even more octopus.”