If you have ever noticed in a multiplex big budget possible disaster there is a strenuous marketing effort involved in blasting your senses with the proper selection of trailers of upcoming bombs that Hollywood has to offer. Most of which you probably see the best part of the film within the two to three minutes of non-stop action packed into the respective preview. Forget seeing the movie that you expected to see you are there to wade through ten or twelve mind and ear numbing, “Boom, Boom, Boom!“, sonic assaults specially tuned to two digit frequency ranges stick in your mind like a steel barbed arrow would stuck in your flesh. Considering that Tinsel Town has long abandoned pleasing the default population’s sensibilities in favor of apply techniques of incessant virtue signaling of the brave new world that they want to come to pass it is all you can do to not get up and walk out. “Oh look, its another emotionally maxed out female anti-hero going postal!” At least until the main feature starts which is generally at anybodies guess. Maybe their marketing department could figure out how tired I am of seeing wispy doe eyed suburban heroines high on the heroin of third wave man hating feminism? How many whites villains do I have to constantly suffer defaming through until it balances out some overwhelming disparity of numerical realities in non-white national crime statistics? Why would I thrill to the male of the species being tried and hung guilty of being the scapegoat in a diversity happy black female victim rage soaked scenario? No wonder it takes breakaway walls and sugar glass not to mention a hefty amount of rotoscope’d post-production image replacement to acrobatically wire work your villain through space into a plate glass window. if you are ninety pounds soaking wet. Do bull dykes and young wimpy black suburban males really get orgasms from this stuff? All the while, the speakers roar and writhe in low bass deep sea echo chamber huffing. Probably in a fashion not too dissimilar to some grammar school delinquents snuffing model glue contaminated acetone. Ouch!
So, OK, anyhow, now on to the feature movie. . . ?