I can’t quite believe that the reviewer here is serious, but:
In a just world, those 95 minutes of blood-soaked carnage would be guaranteed to earn [COCAINE BEAR] multiple Oscars, from best screenplay to best director to best film. Alas, the lack of teachable moments probably means that won’t happen, but it matters not. For what matters is that in 2023, we have a movie that hearkens back to earlier times, back when Hollywood sought not to make us better people, but to distract us for a while, to invite us to imagine possibilities like “what if a bear got hooked on cocaine?”
…I am still on to go see this flick with my eldest kid this weekend. We were supposed to go last Sunday, but I had a bout of mild food poisoning. Clearly, I will need to fast all of Saturday, just to be on the safe side.
Tends to feel like there’s a crowd that thinks only High Art is enjoyable or justifiable, and a crowd that think only enjoyable entertainment is justifiable as High Art, and neither’s really arguing or engaging with the other.
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Maybe I spend too much time on the Internet, though.