Rubber

Waited for plot, but credits started rolling

It's been a while since I watched this horrendous atrocity of a movie, and I refuse to watch it again for accuracy-so if I miss something, too bad. I won't waste another second of my life on this disaster.

The narrative is lazy, slow, and painfully boring. A sentient tire rolls around while a group of people stalks it. For some inexplicable reason, it has telepathic and telekinetic powers-despite being, well, a tire. It rolls from place to place, kills people, and eventually finds a tricycle with the same powers. That's it. That's the entire movie. You're welcome-I just saved you 90 minutes of your life.

It desperately tries to seem poetic or thought-provoking, but it's as deep as a 13-year-old's social media post under a selfie with a teddy bear, rambling about how hard life is in their mansion.

It fails on every possible level-it's slow, predictable, uninteresting, lazy, and poorly written, with an empty, meandering plot that never actually arrives. The music is irrelevant, the visuals are generic, and the experience is an insult to the concept of storytelling.

This is the only movie I've ever watched where I sat there waiting for something-anything-to happen, only for the credits to roll.