"So, even though you have broken my heart yet again, I wanted to say, in another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you."
So, Strange, America and Wong buddy road movie when?
Jackknifed between perversely gleeful carnage and emotionally glib anticlimax - so, a Sam Raimi joint through-and-through, one better suited to beat-by-beat bursts of genre invention than storytelling depth. Muddily rich in theme, unevenly gonzo in tone, likely at its best when its performers locate the nugget of soul nestled within its hustling, bustling, mostly entertaining if not wholly enjoyable mess. Found the original Doctor Strange surprisingly enjoyable, even more so than…
Tempering deep ambition and offbeat absurdity into something that rings entirely affirmative by its gloriously alive final reel, Soul blends madcap misadventure with existentialist emotion in true Pixar fashion – and yet emerges with something that feels markedly revived by its own standard, buoyed by the comber of its microcosmic depth and feeling. A dense, frequently dizzying ode for how the little things in life shape our worlds, it’s a jazz-note odyssey; told with tearful tangibility. 
Film #3 - London Film Festival 2020
"Is all this living really worth dying for?"
On this basis, yes it bloody well is.