The real treasure was friendship.
I watched Outlaw King for Chris Pine’s dick.
And much like Captain Nu-Kirk’s peen, Outlaw King is more shower than grower. It’s often a very beautiful film, just as its main cast is made up of very beautiful people (buried under weird haircuts or yellowed teeth), but there’s not a lot behind any of that beauty.
I grew up watching a lot of Disney Animation like everyone else in the goddamn universe. But now, as a semi-fully-formed adult, I find them all a bit grating. Why the fuck is Aladdin singing all the goddamn time? Who gives a shit about a song and dance number with a bunch of pots and pans? None of it makes sense! Why don't they just have a goddamn conversation?!
That being said, all of the music in Lilo and Stitch…