Dillon(!)’s review published on Letterboxd:
"You are a product of all who came before you."
How the fuck do you make a film shot by Bill fucking Pope look like fucking shit.
The phrase "flavor of the week," used to describe the (corporate) anti-artistry & unrelenting soullessness of entities like the MCU, continues to be represented by how all of these fake monstrosities persistently look like the polluted skies of the Industrial Revolution, feel like a black hole, sound like incomprehensible noise, perpetuate cultural rot, and function like an ever-mutating death machine that's racing to suck every inch of life left within you. Incompetent, purposeless, mind-numbing, etc. and etc. Another piece to a cyclical cogwheel that's eating everything in its path. Or simply: an emblem for property management.