Look at me like a human boy
My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it.
If I were held at gunpoint and told to give what I think is objectively, without any personal bias, the greatest movie ever made (very funny mental image btw. Just imagine it for a second. I imagine a film professor in a tweed jacket with the leather elbow pads, wearing a ski mask, holding a lil pistol), it…
The Big Four Of Thrash Metal: Metallica, Megadeth, Slayer, and U2.
I really tried to go into this movie with an open mind, as funny as that sounds. I really, genuinely did. But I hate this movie. I hate this movie in a real, human way. This movie is a celebration of the young, mediocre white male, their fetishization of women, and their unshakable worship of base level pop culture references. This movie is a 500 foot tall statue of The Pickle Rick wearing a novelty t-shirt featuring Deadpool in front of the TARDIS, towering over the crumbled ruins of artistic merit.
Steven Spielberg Retire Bitch