Every tech company in Black Mirror: "We've come up with an incredible new way to do Thing X - it's high tech, easy, and also now if you die while doing Thing X you die in real life. We're gonna be rich!"

This movie looks so good. The colors pop, and it's full of beautifully composed shots of doors opening into people's little lives. Has an impossibly cute kid shaking his fist like a boxer, an old grandma casually threatening a salesman with a giant knife, and a recurring gag where a schoolboy tries to impress his peers but keeps shitting his pants instead. The golden trifecta.

No surprising twists here, which is a bit of a letdown for anyone expecting a Barbarian-style left-turn fest like I was, but the movie hits its extremely predictable beats with competence and some occasional zazzle and without being obnoxious, which is more than you can say for the Strange Darlings of the world. Thatcher, Quaid, Gage, and Guillén all kill it. Loved seeing Matt McCarthy pop up in the third act, made me feel like I was watching a high-budget CollegeHumor sketch, which I am a sucker for due to personal reasons.