Rat in a skinner box watching movies.
This movie is hilarious. Laurie’s PTSD arc is literally crippled and she spends the entire runtime monologuing in her hospital bed, contributing nothing to the story. There’s a gay couple named Big John and Little John that equip respectively big and small knives and try to kill Michael Myers in their own house. Michael has a fucking Ip Man circle fight where the entire town shoots and stabs him 10,000,000 times and he still lives. A woman accidentally shoots herself…
Like most anyone-can-die prestige TV, it’s a fountain of seemingly endless misery made for masochistic audiences.
I liked it, not just because I got to watch it with my family (we bond over watching poor people beg for their lives), but also because it’s well-made, even if it's predictable and two hours too long. It does a good job juggling characters and peaks on the marble episode, which is so gutsy compared to everything before that it’s never tried again.…
A good ending for a film series that was only trying to be that: good. You could throw any number of valid criticisms at this movie: that it’s too derivative of tropey shonen sentiment to say anything you haven't heard before; that despite this it still tells you too much; that Maya’s in it. But if you step back and look at the full picture, you might begin to appreciate the greatest gift Anno gave us that fateful August night: the silence of an entire fandom. No more waiting, no more theorizing, no more yelling. It’s finally over. Ahh, peace and quiet.