Letterboxd — Your life in film

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

The puss ate.
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Even for mid standards, 'The Marvels' is perfectly fine popcorn entertainment. Never reaching what Marvel once was nor plunging into the deep end (at least in my opinion). Clearly a film that was done to death in the editing room. Under two hours, cgi bodies, and a cluster of unremarkable jokes. That being said, its three leading ladies and a ton of pussy help it from going anywhere but the middle.

I'd take screaming goats any day.

The accents were on point in that they quite literally didn't even try.

The gaze is strong with this one.

I am surprised and if not a little shocked that I found this to be bland and so uninspired. Elevated by a performance that never quite reached the immense praise that was given. I hope this doesn't go anywhere this awards season. Which is unfortunate because this story and its larger-than-life public figure should be given better treatment, and have a chance to rise to the occasion. But I left the Netflix home screen feeling absolutely nothing.

I'm open to suggestions for how I should end my life.

Elementary kids are just built like that.

I'm (not) thankful for, Netflix releasing another bad movie.

To put it blunt-ly, Emily Blunt.

The year of the F-word(s).

Sad eyes all over this movie.