The minute the breeders started playing I knew this one had the sauce

It’s been hard (understatement) to exist as a woman since the very beginning, but since we are so crucial to the survival of our species we have learned to deal with it.
What we do biologically, we do in everything: women create. The community we have created, built out of shared traumas - we have turned into some kind of masterpiece. We have turned it into a collective understanding and made our oppression uniquely shared - as a woman, you…
any points it lost for being too obvious and kitschy it gained back in the last kill scene and the car they chose (I’m only human)
it could have gained a lot by choosing either to lean more into the black comedy aspect of it or actually really lean into the cosmic horror and genuine feminism discourse a la stepford wives — but it lands uncomfortably in the middle and thus you get lots of corny monologues
but in this climate I am not giving it less than 4 stars because a win is a win
another nail in the I’m in the worst timeline coffin
putting aside the original character design and style magic that got butchered here; there is something so tragic and meaningful about a little girl inventing an imaginary friend (stitch LOOKS like a doll and his name is stitch…) and creating a fake universe where there is an authority higher than S (alien overlord) so she can stay with the only family she has, when in reality, they would 100% be separated…