i love minimalism. i hate these fucking twats and i wish ive never heard of them. know whats not minimalist? making multiple documentaries featuring yourself and giving yourself a blowjob for "quitting everything"
I had to rewrite my entire review because after thinking about it, I realised how angry I am with the film.
I entered this thinking it will be a proper whodunnit, a la Cluedo. The colour coded posters on TMdB sold this to me, and the introduction with the movement through rooms also gave me ideas of an investigator sweeping the house and interrogating eccentric characters for answers.
The starting was promising. We were introduced to our characters, and…
welcome back to the age old question of "does marvel need updating?" after almost two decades of production, everything remains the same. the beats, the direction, the style, the cinematography, the music, the dialogue, everything is exactly the same. perhaps it might say something about the timelessness of the established style but perhaps it also says something about how outdated and samey the media currently is.
hey what the fuck everyone still likes the shit out of this so i…