If I don’t get to hug Grogu I will die.

If you’re Clark Kent, you’re gonna pretty much never wear a red sweatshirt over your shoulders. 

Which is the least of the many, many, many things wrong with this very stupid and condescending movie. 

Reeve truly does great work, though.

(Saw this was a kid and remembered only the last twenty minutes, thought until today, watching on a plane, that that was the whole movie).

My friend gets eaten by a dinosaur in this, and that alone was worth the price of admission.

We were just gonna watch the first scene. That was 2 hours ago.