Anyone can make a comedy about shoplifting but only Boots Riley could make a comedy about shoplifting featuring a monologue about how Marxism makes time-travel possible

Right when this ended the girl behind me told her boyfriend “you’re not allowed to pick the movie for a long time”

A masterpiece about how community and emotional honesty are more useful against authoritarianism than guns, but also a movie where the villains are a Christmas-themed white supremacist organization that greet each other with “Hail St. Nick.” We contain multitudes.

Prettiest movie I've seen in ages. I don't mean that like a backhanded, Aretha Franklin "beautiful gowns" way; it's beautiful like a poem that makes you cry a little.