“Is that fucking Timothée Chalamet?” was my first coherent thought in this movie.

“EMMA WATSON?” was the next.

Dwindling away from the shock that this film is full housed with names that even I recognise, this movie resonates heavily. Each sister’s story feels like seeing fragments of my own life played out before my eyes. Similar experiences, familiar thoughts.

It personally was slightly difficult to follow the story initially, but upon realising it’s something akin to a recount, it became…

I’ve only known Sandman through animated works, and soft mythology, so seeing him carved into a horrific light was an intriguing concept.

He wasn’t overly monstrous, not an urban legend who kills for fun. His role feels justified. He has a purpose when he’s called upon, and doesn’t exact revenge on just anybody.

The storyline was passable, it flowed well enough. But, it wasn’t anything extraordinary. It seems to be more of a slow burn, picking up only towards near…

I’ve seen storm enthusiasts make better YouTube videos covering tornados than this movie.

Everybody in this movie is irritating, with the exception of the reporter, who I thought was quite the sweetie.

Character wise, Kate was unbearable. I’ll give her some slack given she was traumatised, but her lack of initial regard to how the loss of her friends also affected Javi had absolutely irked me.

“Oh, woe is me, only I’m affected by the loss of my friends!”

Also,…