“First of all, thanks to this movie for having the courage of its convictions and not returning a result on letterboxd when I type “Megan,” with an “e” instead of a “3.”
This is exactly what it’s supposed to be, it’s 90 minutes long instead of 2 hours 15, the doll is creepy, and at least one person sees it and goes “Oh Jesus Christ!”
While it edges a little close to teaching us a lesson about parenting, it doesn’t go too far in that direction, thank fuck, we don’t need a real emotional core for everything, people. Sometimes a doll can just rip someone’s head off, and that can be our life lesson.
I WILL say that anyone making dolls like this out there, hear me out: Is there a reason to make a doll like this 10x stronger than any human has ever been? Is there an advantage to a doll having the grip strength to crush stone? That seems not only unnecessary, but also impractical. It’s like…would you make a gas fireplace that goes up to 8 million degrees? No? You wouldn’t? Because that seems unnecessary and like it’d only cause problems? Yeah, there you go.
How about, when we make robots, they could be, I don’t know, a quarter the strength of an average person? “