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Another meticulously-crafted, if wilder, Benoit Blanc caper.
A not-so-esoteric-as-it-seems-at-first, beautifully made and performed, story of growing apart.
Why does this barely-tossed salad of 25-year-old film tropes, with no invigoration or distinct vision, even exist?
The first time Marvel (the studio) seems to care about one of its female characters.
A half-plate of warmed-up leftovers from Ragnarok.
A miracle we must protect at all costs.
Is it a satire if it talks a lot, but doesn’t say much?
Only the beautiful appearance of representation?
A round-up of breakdowns of Wes Anderson’s rich, intricate film.