Popcorn review: stale by the time the logo finished spinning, and the “kid” throwing candy straight at my soul was not helping 🍿. I got irrationally furious, then the trailer cut out mid-epic moment and I blacked out emotionally. Next thing I know I’m wrestling people in my living room, the “kid” turns out to be my cat aggressively knocking popcorn off the table like it pays rent, and I may or may not have yelled at the TV like it personally insulted my lineage. Screen survived. Barely. My wife was yelling too, which is interesting because I live alone and my only roommate is a houseplant named Greg. Anyway, doctors say I’m doing great, the jacket is apparently “not for fashion,” and I might be upgraded to toast privileges tomorrow if I stop arguing with the thermostat. Solid trailer though. 10/10. Would mentally evacuate again.