Wicked.
“Don’t make me angry. You wouldn’t like me whe…” oh my bad, wrong IP.
Couldn’t help drawing the comparison, regardless of trading in the muscles for mystics.
It didn’t sway my predictions any closer to musicals either, but like prior outings to Oz I expected as much going in. It’s enjoyable enough when Grande isn’t trying to steal the stage (and her arc really needs expanding to save her character in part 2), but more engaging when exposing the hypocritical flaws of human nature, along with digging into a character that’s worth rooting for even in the face of tragedy. While the baddies were rather predictably set up it’s always frustrating without fail to see these kind of witch-hunt setups. The ending may be set, but with any luck the yellow brick road to it will reveal a few new treasures.
Trap.
Certainly wasn’t a bad use of an aging Josh Hartnett, even with yet another generous helping of Shyamalanadingdong slop greasing the wheels to avoid a derailment. It’s mostly an inverse of Knock at the Cabin, which outside of the lead felt like the ending was all the movie had going for it.
Also watching Den of Thieves 2: Pantera while texting this for light background noise, and I’m still barely hanging onto it.