Dr. Strange: Multiverse of Madness
Every once in a while some popular plot device comes along that Hollywood screenwriters treat as the hot new thing to shoehorn into their productions. Currently, the ball has landed on the "multiverse", certainly one of the more abstract concepts to build action blockbusters around.
MoM is Marvel Studio's second movie to feature it as part of its premise and showcases rather well what the difference between successfully utilizing a plot device, and just having it is.
Spiderman: No Way Home recognized it as a welcome excuse to pay tribute to Spider-Man's history in live action cinema, bringing back some old favourites and basically making their own crossover fanfiction come to life. MoM, on the other hand, is Marvel in peak "banging action figures together" mode, getting Sam Raimi to lend some dynamic direction to a script that represents Marvel both at its most self indulgent and its most self congratulatory.
MoM is the story of the titular wizard trying to protect newcomer America Chavez, an interdimensional fugitive, from the clutches of what turns out to be former Avenger Scarlet Witch who wants to use her to access a universe where she can have the idyllic life as a housewife she can't have in her native universe. This franchise is weird about women, just roll with it. If there is one thing I'll give the movie credit for, it's that I genuinely think there is some potential to the idea of using the multiverse/alternate timeline setup to explore the idea of escapism, of the unhealthy desire to access the world where "things went right" and steal the place of your "ideal self". Whenever it brushed up against these themes, I found myself wishing that one day a better, more emotionally mature movie might come along to elaborate on them.
Mind you, that does make for one of the more interesting motivations for a supervillain (and it should, there's an entire streaming series for the sake of fleshing it out), but the movie itself isn't exactly some introspective character piece.
Rather, it's a very typical MCU movie that's at its most enjoyable when Raimi get to use expensive CGI to replicate the visual quirks of low budget B-horror. There are certainly a few moments like that, but Raimi's compelling direction doesn't quite compensate for writing that presents Marvel at its most obnoxiously Marvel. It was early on in the movie when two characters reminisce about the events of the last two Avengers movie as a "war" they fought in that made me realize that, at this point, the MCU has built up enough of its own history that it can completely divorce itself from the real world. And that it's more than happy to do so.
As much as directors like Raimi can put their visual stamp on a movie, the actual writing remains a universal (or, perhaps, multiversal) constant, including the patented annoying, sitcom style banter that tends to deflate any potential emotional impact. MoM has a variety of fun to watch action setpieces, as well as a variety of cameos (one recognizable character sees an actor from standalone adaptations reprising his role, another one is played by a new face) that are sure to make fans happy, but if you never especially cared about the MCU as a whole, this movie mainly consists of all the stuff you don't care about, with very little stuff to make you care.