Had there been any semblance of quality control at Marvel, they would have realized this movie was unfit for cinematic release.
Constructing a movie that requires hours of Disney+ homework to understand not one, but two main characters who have never been introduced into the cinematic universe before is not conducive to a good viewing experience.
Plot feels flimsy, sloppy and chopped to hell, character arcs are non-existent, and Captain Marvel in particular is written as a completely different character from her first film. Third act is contrived and on auto-pilot.
Celebrating 100 years of Disney magic and the best they could do was beat you over the head with a half-dozen obvious references to better movies.
Much as Avatar took story elements from Dune, Dune takes the questionable box office success of Avatar. Along with that will come those blindly calling this "the greatest movie ever made" vaguely recalling it a decade from now.
As with most A24 films unfortunately, an interesting premise that carries for the first hour, followed by 30 minutes of not knowing how to wrap it all up.
120 minutes of Adam Driver in a bad wig and bad accent calmly explaining his infidelity does not an engaging movie make.
It's a Sony movie for sure. Interesting cinematography styles, but can't commit to any one of them for more than a few minutes. At least they put more effort (read: any effort) into this than they did for Uncharted.
It's clear the marketing team was aware this one was a stinker, and quickly crafted a blitz to drum up manufactured hype around a twist that is as dissatisfying as the potentially-intentionally shotty green screen keying.
This movie is not about a civil war in America. It's about war photojournalism, backdropped by a completely wasted concept.
I feel like I was watching static the entire time. An empty void of a film.
This is the Guy Ritchie film ever.
A satire that goes so far setting up generic stereotypes that it loses sight of what it is satirizing.
You can't just do 90 minutes of people's heads exploding and call that a movie.
Misses the mark on leaving an impact due to a muddled narrative that suffers due to wanting to Sixth Sense the child audiences.
The writer-director Johnny Mack (no Wikipedia page) clearly had beef with Tyler Perry's representation of black people and gatekeeping of black cinema, but to waste money to make effectively a parody of a parody does nothing but waste everyone's time.
Stretching this to a 90-minute film is a difficult pill to swallow, although the subdivision into nearly-equal 20-minute segments makes it more palatable. Concept wears thin early, but becomes endearing again by the end.
Lacks the emotional weight to be satisfying. Clunky dialogue, on-the-nose imagery, and "tell-don't-show" character resolutions make for a bland narrative.
A solid hour-long movie stretched to 90 minutes with a tacked-on third act by a screenwriter not confident viewers would understand the message.
About as good as a musical Wonka legacy-prequel starring Timothee Chalamet by the guy who made Paddington could be, which is to say, fine.
Was just about to make my own copy of the poster, thanks for this!