Somehow escaped into theaters with Ellen Burstyn in a lead role. And that’s worth the early bird matinee price I paid to see it with its target demographic of two in attendance.

Cybill Shepherd here is the JOKER movie I deserve.

“I mean for God’s sake they’re renting fucking desks.”

A laborious bore of a documentary that keeps telling us how charismatic this snake oil salesman was and then proceeds to show him offering the same dull bullshit talking points for ninety minutes. It’s like listening to a movie podcast.

‪I like the parts where Nathan Drake falls into the next level‬. Be it a church with an enemy soldier, a helpful NPC or a river.

I also like playing UNCHARTED not watching a somber playthrough from Sam Mendes.