I like this a lot more now, but I still don't feel like giving it a proper, longer review. I'm honestly scared of reviewing this, but it's exactly my type of bizarre commentary.

When Mark Ruffalo was done yelling at Michael Keaton, I was expecting the movie to suddenly cut to:

And the Academy Award for Best Picture goes to...

This dude was caught masturbating and his excuse was "I was investigating" lmaooo.

At this point I can quote the entire movie. I won't tho because I'm in my feelings and crying because of it.