I think Krusty sums up my response to this review best:

Was going to pile on but I’ve lately been trying to put out less negativity. Jason, my man, you need a better editor though for real. GODBLESS.

This meandering essay does not resemble a movie review.

Not really sure what I just read.  Pretty sure it was about a movie, but other than that, I just wasted 5 minutes of my life to learn nothing..  Got my click though, so there’s that I guess...

Look, I’m glad they let you out the house to watch a movie, and that it had an impact on you, but I’m the head editor for a content writing agency in real life, and I swear, if an article like this crossed my desk it’d go straight to another writer to rewrite.

It’s like everything and nothing man...

That was dude who had the CyberTruck in Nantucket.

Might go back but I would be 100% ghosting and job hunting.

This is a very weird and bad take on this situation

“I think it is also wonderful that you care so much about not hurting other people’s feelings in the million and one ways we all do that every second of every day,”

There is no “long game” at Tesla anymore, just whatever insane thing pops into Muskrat’s brain while on his latest ketamine binge.  At this point I wouldn’t be surprised if his office had a secret room where he stockpiles piss jars.

Chris Pine:  How much could a shabby apartment in LA cost?  Ten dollars?

I’m a big fan of Pine, and good for him for making his own version of BIG LEBOWSKI, but this:

I love that this exists, and that someone put a lot of time and effort in to building it.

He shouldn’t be hard to find with the three gauge-shaped bruises down the left side of his face.

What should the US do? Cut Israel off

I can’t believe we have to choose between a guy who will certainly spark a genocide, and a guy already actively supporting one.

I mean, I’m going to vote for Biden, because he’s still somehow the lesser evil, but the Dems really don’t help their “there are differences between the parties!” argument by (not so) slowly…

The ACTUAL problem is when Drake forgets that he told his listeners the truth (he’s a sensitive soft boy), and tries to craft a dangerous mafioso narrative around himself, as though the people he wants to find the latter compelling are totally unaware of the former. He’s so insecure about his place that he tries to…

“Meh, no one put a gun those people’s heads to get in the carbon fiber coffin.”

Not unaware at all. They got the structural failure alerts and were trying to ascend when it imploded. They knew what was going on.