Anything you can do Marge can do pregnant.
This movie breaks the world.
Seriously, let’s take a moment to remember what this actually is, a sequel to a 35-year-old movie that’s been enshrined as a classic. Everything about that points to a stain on the original’s legacy, the best case scenario being one that would fade with enough bleach. This couldn’t be good.
And it’s not. It speeds right past being “good” without breaking a sweat.
What it is is one of the most intelligent, ambitious and provocative…
A movie that wants to tell you about empathy, privilege, political correctness, the social contract and the digital age, and all I want is an explanation for how Elisabeth Moss has a pet chimpanzee. It’s incredibly funny and breathlessly audacious but too baggy and muddled to really satisfy. Terry Notary’s ape-man act is a showstopper, but it arguably shoots the film in the foot; it has to go through an entire third act after already peaking.