The Nostalgia Critic2007

Tamara:
Uh, Critic? Film Brain says he's done scarily frolicking.

Film Brain:
Time's up, Mr. Critic. Where's my review?

Nostalgia Critic:
Well I, uh... kinda just finished it up, Film Brain.

Film Brain:
What? You failed!

Nostalgia Critic:
No, no, no, no, no! I just wanted you to finish it out with the closing thoughts.

Film Brain:
Really? What would you have me say?

Nostalgia Critic:
Well... The point of this movie is to prove one thing, that the Purge is bad. Well, since we already know that and not in a million years we would let something like this happen, it's a pretty f***ing pointless message. Maybe if it was a dark comedy, an exploitation film, or balls-to-the-wall satire, but it explains nothing about how this idea could work except that... it works! Most of it is just showing people sneaking around the house like it's trying to be a gritty real life situation. But since we know the situation is bullshit, there's no way to identify with it. The only bit of fun is that Henry character. He at least does something totally bat-sh*t crazy and memorable. But for everything else, it's just a pretentious, wannabe protest film that has nothing to protest. It's like that kid who wants attention in your writing class, so he writes what he thinks is groundbreaking commentary when really its just someone complaining about how there's nothing to complain about. It's a stupid, ridiculous mess.

Film Brain:
Well, yeah! I can say that and... Wait a minute, you already said that!

Nostalgia Critic:
Oh, yeah. Oops.