Fall Guy looked stupid in trailer form, but I was praying it was a Challengers repeat, meaning ‘bad dress, great show’ as they say in the theater. But alas, this is bad dress, crummy show.
I wasn’t even going to write blog for this slog, but laid up with a stress fracture, it’s great way to channel some frustration.
Ryan, Ryan, where for art thou? I’m talking about Drive, Between the Pines, Crazy Stupid Love, all chef’s kiss performances. I’d prefer you in a Dad bod with depth than your ‘gun’ sportin arms in this piece of refuse. Lord.
And Emily Blunt is now 0 & 2 for me, well make that 0 & however many stupid sequels they did for A Quiet Place, gross! Oppenheimer? Zero depth or empathy for her cold, child abusing, alcoholic character and here in Fall Guy? PUH-LEASE! DOE EYED & Stupid does not equal sexy. And the pantsuits, what woman hater was costume director?
90% punching to 10% punching, Fall Guy is an insult to movies.
