M. Borns

The Menu, at its core, is a movie to watch because everyone else is. It’s a “peer pressure” movie that your friends send to you because they were on their phone the whole time and feel very intelligent for thinking a cheeseburger looks better than a plate of foam. The Menu is similar to the shocking amount of boring Marvel movies we’ve seen: it’s visually interesting, has big name stars but falls flat, it fails to make you feel like you’ve wasted time because you chuckled a bit. For all its pretentious takes on pretension, its message is more akin to “rich people are mean” rather than any meaningful take on the role food plays in class.