Clearly everybody here was trying to make an amazing movie, but increasingly, it feels like the audience for Charlie Kaufman movies is just Charlie Kaufman — and the people who want you to know they’re smart enough to understand Charlie Kaufman. 

Like, yes, I went to university, got a degree in rhetoric, and understand semiotics as well as anybody. Unfortunately, semiotic meaning isn’t an indicator of quality or value. 

Also, this is yet another movie in which Toni Collette plays a mother who makes me feel anxious and stressed out in ways that I should probably consult a therapist about.

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