Don't Look Up

Don't Look Up ★★

Well then, it wouldn't be Christmas without an overstuffed turkey!

A few notes:
- Timothée Chalamet's character is named Yule, thus automatically justifying my decision to watch this film today.
- Meryl Streep as a hybrid Trump/Palin president? Enjoyably ridiculous for the most part; let's take bets on whether she gets an Oscar nomination for it
- Tech guru Mark Rylance's lack of affect and also his Biden-esque voice and hair-sniffing, meanwhile, are utterly terrifying. That one close-up when you can see the light in his eyes genuinely scared me
- Robert Joy! I love him! Why didn't he have more scenes?
- I support Rob Morgan getting yet another sweet, sweet Netflix paycheck, but he really ought to fire/sue whoever convinced him to don that toupée
- Who wore it better, Ariana Grande or Velvet Goldmine's Jonathan Rhys Meyers? (JRM, the correct answer is always JRM.)
- Dear Leo: your real-world opinions are not always needed, thanks
- My personal version of Nick Cave's iconic quote about Red Hot Chili Peppers is the same thing but with Bon Iver, so that made the film's closing credits song truly apocalyptic material. Congratulations to Adam McKay, you really did create the worst timeline possible.

In conclusion: if you want to watch an asteroid-headed-for-Earth dramedy also co-starring Melanie Lynskey, but which has actual heart and a running time approximately 40 minutes shorter, go for Lorene Scafaria's Seeking a Friend for the End of the World instead.

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