Only thing Top Gun: Maverick confirmed for me is that Miles Teller is sex on legs. Or, I suppose in this case, sex on wings. Oh, additionally, how homoerotic every single person in the military truly is; like just admit you wanna makeout with each other already.
Everything bagels destroying our universe seems about right. I wouldn’t want to be sucked into my failure bagel either…
I feel like I’m in my worse multiverse but I suppose that means endless possibilities to access my potential by verse jumping, ya know?
Huge wow all around. So damn good, I cried.
Also, a big F U middle finger to the old white couple who left during the first hotdog scene… not only do y’all have zero sense of humor but you missed so many amazing parts.
any movie that earnestly attempts to make Sandra Bullock appear less gorgeous than she is or just plain unattractive is automatically flawed!!!!
could do without the casual misogyny, romanticizing of cat-calling, unrealistic beauty standards, & the quite aggravating lovey-dovey portions, however Miss Congeniality effectively nullifies these dreadful tropes with a plethora of charm, silliness, and Michael Caine.
(alternate review: I just wanna say I’m part of the lgbtq community and this is my best friend, Sandra. She’s a ally. Talk Sandra! Ally!!)