My optimism lasted about an hour, when I realized the film had nothing to say and nowhere to go. Its third act is so hopelessly inept, I’d have preferred the writer/director just default to a “Monty Python and the Holy Grail” ending, unceremoniously wrapping the film mid-scene: For the Pythons, it was lack of funds; here, it’s lack of anything resembling creativity. Marie Kondo would toss it out for not sparking joy.
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