Here's a movie that thinks it's daring but it's actually toothless. It doesn't deserve Zendaya.

Exhilarating highs, and some sluggish lows. But god damn this thing is brimming with anger and energy.

Men trying to be fathers, boys trying to be sons. What a wonderful film.

In this postmodern acid wash nightmare called 21st century America, some of us no longer have the ability to register rock bottom. We just spiral deeper into the neon abyss, documenting our own demise by way of pop culture and ego and delusion. Complex emotion is meaningless. The momentum of deceit is unstoppable. Those contemplating the limits of excess are either delusional or weak, unnecessary, disposable. As a result, the Culture teaches us to be cold, unfeeling, and obsessive to the pursuit of nothing else but those boobies y'all. We are what we lust after, and we are lusting after self-destruction. Mission Accomplished.