ohhhhhhh my goodness gracious (i’ll type a review tomorrow when my jaw isn’t on the fucking floor)
edit: rewrite time! (4.5 -> 4)
hoooooooly shit. i felt it was fitting for me to give this movie a couple of days to sit within my mind before i glazed it (if i did the same thing with joker: folie à deux, why wouldn’t i give wicked the same treatment?) and i think that was the right choice, because now i recognize…
i’ve been letting this movie sit with me all day and think about what i truly wanted to say, and i’m honestly still unsure what to think about it. on one hand, i recognize its merits and intentional de-merits, but on the other hand, beyond its intent, it made for a dreary, boring, and insignificant watch.
with a movie as critically acclaimed as its predecessor, joker: folie à deux had a golden pathway to a superb sequel, touching on the…
walked home in a blizzard after this. the things i do for you, josh ruben.
entertaining, but thin. too gory to be a comedy and not gory enough to be a fully-fleshed camp horror flick - not sure how to feel about it.
