Mickey 17

Disappointed at how they turned a very good book in a caricature movie. Missed all the social criticism, all the nuances in the characters (including the aliens), and completely changed the main plot line and a few important characters for some undeserved laughs. All they had to do was follow the book plot line. I understand that a movie is very short compared to a book, and many things need to be simplified, but what they changed and the way they changed was REALLY unnecessary and for the worst. It was such a creative and original idea in the book, but they could not have wasted it better if they wanted to. And it was not for lack of money or talent! High paying actors and good visual effects. What a shame. Good thing they ended it in a way that doesn't call for a sequel. The books are way better (not even the same story, just a few places and character names and 1 idea in common, really) I might have evaluated it differently if I didn't know the book (which, by the way, is Mickey 7, not 17), but alas, I do. Shame.

Mickey 17 is a prime example of cinema’s obsession with heavy-handed political messaging, sacrificing storytelling for preaching. Nasha overshadows Mickey constantly, coming off like a flawless narrative device rather than a character, while the Trump impersonation via Mark Ruffalo’s cartoonish villain is lazy and pandering, showing filmmakers’ lack of critical thinking. Robert Pattinson’s stellar performance as Mickey is the only highlight, shining through the film’s oppressive agenda. I’d have walked out if not with a group. Overall, a I give it a gracious 3/10.