Feeling all the film twitter discourse melt away as I watch my little cousin laugh at The Rock and Krampus having a slap off

You can’t be using the black glove stereotype if you’re not even gonna commit to being a giallo past the first act

I hugged my brother on the way out of the theater after finishing this. I did this as the credits were rolling. My eyes were consistently watery during the last third of the film and I fully cried twice.

How the camera angles perfectly tell the emotions of the scene, how the long shots make you experience every vital moment that the Von Erich’s had with each other. it’s all in service to a gravely emotional third act that had me and every other person in our theater weeping.

Mike is the best Von Erich and I will die on that hill.

Watching this in theaters with an audience of drunk dads was the best thing I could’ve asked for