Avengers 2 is exactly like a large bucket of concession-stand popcorn: it seems great at the time and you just keep shoveling it down because wow, popcorn is delicious, and then you get to the bottom of the bucket and you're thinking, "Oh god, why did I eat that whole thing, what the hell is that artificial butter flavoring made of, anyway?" and then you remember it's misogyny.
Tags: firstperson, movies, reviews
My bucket of popcorn seemed to have a bunch of stuff in it that I didn't like and didn't need, like black jellybeans and coconut, which I forgot all about the moment the popcorn was gone.
A couple hours later I wondered if I had eaten any popcorn at all because I couldn't even remember what popcorn tasted like.
Oh man, I'm glad I wasn't drinking anything when I got to "misogyny."
Wait, so it's the tears of MRAs?