Part of what makes Krysar in particular so exhausting is that I had no idea going in how long it would be, or indeed, that it was a Pied Piper adaptation at all. So I'm going along, enjoying the art direction and the symbolism of the rats being more organic than the people, when all of a sudden some asshole shows up and yanks out a flute and I realize, "oh, we're doing this?" and then the movie continues to happen for twenty-five minutes after that and P.S. this run-on sentence is a metaphor for what it's like to watch the movie Krysar.
them rat bbys tho so cute |
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