some of Peele’s most striking images and controlled writing…until they both kinda collapse under the weight of over-explanation and what felt like forced box-checking to fulfill modern audience’s “surprise twist”-fetishism. Nearly perfect storytelling and original world-building despite all of that, and imo a better calibrated deployment of comedy here than in Get Out (my only gripe with that masterpiece is Rod the TSA Agent being less of “the audience’s conscious/Greek chorus voice of reason” and more of an overly broad abstraction, almost too silly that he feels ~too much~ like a cartoon inside this grounded reality) with Heidecker’s suburban slimeball hitting that perfect note. 

Anyways, this still shreds and holds up even better upon rewatch much to my surprise. If you thought this was a sophomore slump then you’re a sophomoric chump!!