Undeserving Of All The Trash Talk

A wholly serviceable, perfectly comprehensible, gloriously ridiculous bit of light entertainment with a visual flare and a unique style that we’ve come to expect from Matthew Vaughn. It’s a little long- some scenes meander about with uneccessary, repetitive exposition, and the aforementioned style is a little scattershot and underused- there are long stretches, by design, I think (as the movie’s two worlds take time to sync up), that make the shifts to hyper-fantastical action a bit awkward, but everything eventually unfolds in a satisfying and exciting way. Was the “oil scene” a little strange? Yup. Totally. But I’ll take an odd-yet-original swing for the fences over another generic shoot-em-up resolution any day. 

Not Vaughn’s best, but MUCH better than this weird critical drubbing it’s getting. And the “I love that I can be snarky and add to the noise” non-reviews some of y’all are posting at Letterboxd are just embarrassing. I mean… people are finding this thing confusing? COME ON. One star and a lame jab at Henry Cavill’s hair? You’re SO funny, you clever little proto-hipster, you.

Anyway, see it. It’s an unprecedented box office bomb, so you’ll be able to couch watch it very soon. Bring popcorn.

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