📀 Cammmalot 📀’s review published on Letterboxd:
"We’re in a franchise!"
And there are certain rules for a franchise that seems to be approaching it’s expiration date.
Rule #1: Everything is bigger than last the 5 times
✅ Bigger cast.
✅ Bigger body count
✅ Way more time spent on boring brooding scenes
✅ And so many refrains of ‘Red Right Hand’ that you’d think it was the Pavlov’s bell of nostalgia.
Rule #2: Anything can happen
✅ Characters might suddenly be wearing different clothes, or have swapped hats… as though entire scenes had been deleted
✅ A media circle might contain a man holding a pencil and mini writing pad as though he were a 1920’s reporter.
✅ It could be broad daylight in the park while at the same time just across town it’s suddenly nightime at Gale Weathers’ house.
AND Rule #3: No one is safe
✅ Legacy characters? Cannon fodder at this point… usually brought back in some cheap bid for nostalgia… unless, of course that legacy character happens to ask for too much money…
Oh, and that’s not even the worst part.
---This is the part where he tells us the worst part.
The worst part is, franchises are just continuing installments designed to wash, rinse and repeat… Which means the audience is completely expendable now, too.
For instance, the opening might pretend you’re about to see something subersive and completely new, but that’s just a fakeout. And within a couple of scenes the film will always return to the cookie cutter mold that got it here.
But hey, what do I know? I’m just a whiny snowflake film nerd with Letterboxd account, instead of a personality. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
“He was stabbed through the nose… how messed up is that?”