Stop 👏talking 👏 about 👏 worms 👏 Matthew Broderick, despite not shutting up about worms, seems to have more rizz than the Chrises Pratt, Hemsworth, Pine, and Evans. 

Honestly the worms were scarier than this Godzilla. They were 17% larger than regular worms, while this Godzilla was much smaller than a typical Godzilla. The vulgar horniness of the dialogue was scarier too. I’m gonna give this 🦖🦖/🦖🦖🦖🦖🦖

People who don’t like this movie probably never took 300-level philosophy. Tusk presents a number of complex dilemmas. It constantly turns your attention inward as you involuntarily insert yourself into the onscreen scenario, and as you grasp for answers, a new audio/visual horror pulls you back into the film. The final question at the end of the movie is one that might keep you awake at night for months, or even years. I still don’t have an answer myself.

I remember my mom tryna get my Furby to fall asleep back in ‘99, I think Cady and I have a similar trauma after what she went through with M3gan. Crying because we didn’t understand the complex pondering of the automaton. 

Other than that, it was delightful, if not a little tired. It adhered to the played-out genre conventions, but it did an alright job of it. I didn’t really like any of the characters, though I do side with M3gan on almost all of the major issues.

It’s certainly no Paddington 2