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Not a survival show. The winners are scumbags who steal from and destroy other honest competitors hard built camps.

This movie is a hollow shell traveling at warp speed. A hyper-manic montage of cliches and bullet-points; it hopes to reignite the magic of Moulin Rouge (even directly stealing from it at times without shame) for a... younger tiktok fueled, Doja Cat audience? This movie is the quintessence of getting high off your own supply. The star of the film being its only miniscule moment of redemption; and no I'm not talking about Hanks. The cool, considerate rebel, Butler captures the King's ubiquitous albatross, by honestly portraying a longing and mystery spirited up from the muddy Mississippi. If only Luhrmann hadn't chopped it into tiny refrenceless bits and spun it in million emotional directions without giving the audience a second to digest.