Like an Academy Awards ceremony except there is time for genuine expressions of gratitude and a life’s work is celebrated with enthusiasm that makes you want to rewatch it all.

So nothing much like an Oscar ceremony at all. Thank Christ.

It’s not this movie’s fault that there is no grand gesture to make any of us worthy of Bill Hader.

‪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.

It’s easy to see why Scarlett Johansson and Adam Driver would like this showcase of horseshit (and they are very good at this stagey horseshit) but it’s still horseshit.

For all the complaints on THE IRISHMAN’s length these scenes are endless I tell you.

ENDLESS. And then someone sings. It’s HELL.