Warning: Some spoilers lay ahead.
As I’m finishing a novel to avoid applying for jobs, my dad randomly yells to me across the hall, “Sucker Punch is such a bad movie that it raises the bar for what counts as terrible.”
“A review for Sucker Punch. I just e-mailed it to you.”
“Who wrote it?”
“Uh… Annalee Newlitz.”
“What does Roger Ebert say?”
“I don’t know, I’m reading, hush!”
This was the brief conversation that occurred between my dad and I earlier this afternoon. He graciously took off from work to accompany me and my sisters to see Sucker Punch this afternoon, after days of telling him much I wanted to see the film. And now he sits at his computer reading a glaring critique from io9, the first of many from not-so-impressed reviewers ranging from Entertainment Weekly to the Orlando Sentinel, calling the movie “numbingly dull” and “an unerotic unthrilling erotic thriller,” respectively. It has even been compared to the atrocity that was M. Night Shyamalan’s The Last Airbender. Ouch.