its an in your face slap stick style ignorant. it knows what is has and what it doesn't (money). its kitschy, repeats scenes, ridiculous ,and cinematic. also ninjas and dinosaurs.
Jun 18, 2025
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i know way too much about mortal kombat lore from the games but i couldn't even figure out what was going on here. effects were jaw droppingly horrible, dialogue and plot is dumb, and it just generally sucks. but it was still a fun hour and a half, i'll give it that
Apr 5, 2025
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the movie is so big and dumb and American that I canāt help but love it. an americanized godzilla takes over NYC with three people from the cast of the simpsons. the soundtrack is so 90s in a mix of good and bad ways. ben folds, green day, wallflowers, rage against the machine, and puff daddy lmao. i wasnāt a huge ben folds fan but āairā is really good.
i may be very biased on this because as a kid the monster really appealed to meā¦ this movie is actually really stupid, the soundtrack is no oneās best work, and the ending is awful but the chubby candy addicted mayor is so funny and they really donāt make em like this anymore, not even big dumb movies.
thinking about it, i really appreciate how many awful movies my parents sat through for me.
Feb 4, 2024
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it's objectively terrible and even maybe morally questionable but i still like it
maybe my humor is not so refined bc this scene will never not be funny to me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-J9nxpwehI
Jun 18, 2025
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iāve often wondered what it would be like to be one of the people with no internal monologue. youād think itād get lonely, but i suppose you canāt mourn something you never had.Ā
she hikes through the brush
a tree falls in the woods
yet she does not hear itĀ
id like to roll one up with jiminy cricket and pick his bug brain, do you think heād forgive me for the spider i killed last week?
what color are the dots you see on the back of your eyelids?
thereās a voice that narrates in my head, that i converse with back and forth to pass the time, that i get lost with for hours, that tells me to play miles davis and eat fruit and sit outside. it is me but it isnāt me. i canāt explain their sound, its lost by the limitations of language.Ā
the landscape of the mind is something that will never be able to be fully communicated between one another. itās uniquely designed, coded into only your neurons.Ā
how bittersweet, to know that no one will ever be able to fully grasp the world youāve created in the space between your eyes.Ā
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i was born into a world on fire, while spaghetti sauce dripped from the ceiling, ceramic lay shattered on the floor. watching bodies crumple to the concrete, spines contorted, flesh ripped open, seeping puss. daily fodder for an internet sensation, sheer virality.Ā
your hopes and dreams picked apart by culvert vultures.Ā
misfired shotgun shells lay quiet around surrounding glass, like a silvered mirror peeking back at you with a sick sycophantic smile. glaring as gore fills the gaps like a kintsugi amphora. yet theyād rather bite my tongue off for me than hear a hiss of dissent. hear the wail of a mother and youāll spit back too.Ā
my blood sweat and tears help fund the war on terror. my minimum wage pays for crack cocaine and veuve cliquot and ballistic missiles at 8 cents on the dollar.Ā
a warfare bargain.Ā
a shein regime.Ā
finance your state sanctioned genocide for 4 monthly installments!Ā
iām tired of choking on ash and tire smoke and deductibles, yet, we are the sacrificial lamb. so heave yourself upon the pedestal, and wither and rot upon their cake.Ā
Jun 18, 2025
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