I’m warming to this one. 

My mother, who finally finished the trilogy with us, proclaimed this the best of the three” and just an epic, amazing movie.” She is wrong. But this has a more real emotional core than anything the MCU or Star Wars has done in half a decade, and I’d rather watch it again than the new Thor or Dr. Strange. 

Because I choose to” is dumb, as is much of the over-philosophizing that plagued the sequels, but at least it’s trying to make me feel something. 

A rejection of nihilism, rather than succumbing to its warm embrace.

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