"Everything Everywhere All At Once."
Take 1. Wherein let's just talk about the joy, not so much about the content.
There are several times in “Everything Everywhere All At Once,” which I saw Friday night, where it’s perfectly logical to think, “I don’t know exactly where you’re going with this but I know what it’s about.” But you don’t, really. First, you don’t really know where it’s going. That’s kind of impossible as an already weird and wonderful film accelerates…
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