Overhyped and Underwhelming: My Take on This Year’s ‘Top’ Movies
3 movies I wish I had skipped.
As a self-proclaimed film buff with a high EQ, I’ve got a bone to pick with this year’s cinematic darlings. Honestly, what’s with the hype? Here’s my unvarnished take on three flicks that everyone else seemed to love, but left me wondering if I was watching the same movies.
Oppenheimer: Talk about a sensory overload. The background noise? Obnoxious. The cinematic scale? Overblown, screaming for attention. Technical depth? Barely scratches the surface beyond some light particle-wave paradox. And Einstein, portrayed as a has-been goof? Seriously? Don’t get me started on the gratuitous nudity. This self-indulgent, snooze-fest of a movie promises the moon but barely launches off the ground. I spent the second half doom-scrolling, unflinched by the allegedly “nerve-wracking” court scenes. And the antagonist — a lowly politician against a protagonist who’s the ‘destroyer of worlds’? Hard pass.
Killers of the Flower Moon: Dicaprio’s scowling face can only get a film so far. Add a sluggish storyline, half-baked characters, a funeral parade, and a missing climax, and you’ve got yourself a recipe for a yawn-fest. What was the point again? I’m still trying to figure it out. The film trudges along with no real payoff, leaving me more interested in the popcorn I was eating (buttery salted) than the plot unfolding on screen.
The Killer: Sure, it’s got style. It’s slick. But substance? A big fat zero. A plot thinner than tissue paper, character arcs flatter than a pancake, and a narration that was more sleep-inducing than my grandma’s lullabies. The ending? I blinked and missed it. People are calling this cinematic genius, and I’m over here wondering if we watched the same movie. Can I get a refund for my time?
There you have it. My two cents on three films the world can’t stop raving about, but left me utterly unimpressed. Let’s hope next year’s lineup packs more of a punch.
