Endgame ended me. After that, I pledged never to watch another Marvel superhero film.
And it wasn't because I barely survived the CGI waterboarding.
And it wasn't because Brie Larson, adorable in 21 Jump Street, was insufferable as Captain Marvel, giving us the biggest fall in entertainment since Jimmy Kimmel went woke and disingenuous.
No, it wasn't the CGI and DEI trappings (and to be fair to Marvel Studios, DEI was kinda baked into its DNA by the progressive Stan Lee1).
It was the ranch dressing on the nacho cheese sauce that was poured over the pizza.
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Deadpool Doesn’t Matter
Endgame ended me.
Eric Scheske
