T Peckham

This movie is bad. Editing sucked. Sound sucked. These five star reviews are insane. I wanted it to be good so bad… but it’s just bad. I’m pissed I wasted $10 on renting it.

Sydney Sweeney can’t act. The only redeeming quality of this ridiculous hallmark quality trash “rom com” is Glen Powell and his body. It is neither romantic, nor comedic. Generic, juvenile, and stupidly predictable. Don’t waste your time, it is so bad.

It seemed as though the majority of the movie was recorded at a table reading. Javier Bardem is extremely flat, like there’s nothing there, completely disconnected from the character of king Tritan. The new songs that were put into the live action movie make no sense and were unnecessary. Why put a rap song for scuddle in what is otherwise a period piece. It doesn’t make sense. Melissa McCarthy and the actress that plays Vanessa are the true stars of this film. If you must go, watch for them.

Like what is this show trying to be? Is it comedy? Is it drama? Is it real? Is it farce? Is it serious? Is it supposed to be good? Did they think this was groundbreaking, interesting, shocking, new? The only answers I can come up with is that it’s sad and gross. I wanted it to be real and a bit dark, but if you can’t find humanity in the characters… if you can’t feel for them and root for them, there is nothing here to watch except to see how filled will Lilly Rose’s cheeks get..? Seems she and The Weekend are in a battle for that prize.

My gawd… This was like watching a high school play. Written by students, performed by students, for students. Generic and juvenile.

This movie was as bad as the skirts were short. Contrived. Disjointed. Uncomfortably stilted. Grotesquely miscast and overly “under” directed.

What was this casting? What a hot mess.