This was fucking awesome. Soapy (iykyk) Thatcher and Jack Quaid play respective roles incredibly among a cast that frames them perfectly.
There's a banger line towards the beginning about how Sergey views Kat as an accessory. The rest of the movie really just fleshes out that statement, with Quaid delivering a familiar, stellar performance as some kind of incel-self-perceived-alpha and Thatcher nailing a complex emotional role as his... well, I'm not going to get to into it to avoid spoilers.…