Morbius, truly a spectacular and impactful film of our generation. It offers something that has never been explored in media and the arts. Dr.Micheal Morbius, played by the beautifully pale Jared Leto, is a sight for sore eyes in a very specific genre. The vampire, who seems to have eaten battery acid. Just think of all the dumb things that he said. “You’re not you when you’re hungry.” “Nah, I’d win.” “WOOOO YEAH BABY, THAT’S WHAT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT, WOOO.” Only a human/vampire bat thing with -109 Intelligence points could come up with these sentences in a sequence simultaneously. Dr.Micheal Morbius has a lot of brain trauma due to his lack of female friends in his life, both acting and personal. He has no wife! No husband! No one to go home to, just bats! His wife is his bat! Not a baseball bat, he loves his bat wife. Batman also has a bat wife, but she died when Alfred dropped her down the stairs. What does this cruel world mean for people like them, the people that love bats?! Is it so wrong to love them so much you want to become them? Is it so wrong to idolise the people you love so much until they become an irreplaceable, irreversible part of you? The bats just want to be loved, and the bat men just want to love them.