noradurst’s review published on Letterboxd:
"His kids are clones."
"I don't want to talk about this again."
"And he paints his face for sporting events."
"What is wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with him?"
The only thing "wrong" with starting a movie with a perfectly synchronised dance battle is that, no matter how good, the rest is kinda going to feel like an anticlimax.