Sucker Punch is an incoherent nerdgasm masquerading as a feministic Inception. Using the device of “escaping reality,” the film cuts away to numerous fantasy sequences that don’t make a butt-licking load of sense. The moment you see robot samurai with a rocket launcher is the moment you’re forced to step back and say “Wait… what!?” I’m all for rocket-wielding robot samurai, but is it too hard to ask for a little continuity? It’s an amazing failure. Yet, like the obnoxious Lord-of-the-Rings geek at school, I cannot bring myself to hate it. But I’m still not going to be its friend.
YEAH... NAH...
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