i love talking animal movies where there are human villains who have a pet that is, unbeknownst to them, also a villain
in rio there’s a group of people running an exotic bird smuggling operation, and they have a parrot that’s also just on board with the concept of smuggling birds. he has a whole song about it and acts like a jail warden for the other birds… like, what a coincidence that this random bird they keep happens to be evil and actively, personally interested in how well the smuggling operation is functioning, when as far as they know it’s just a bird. in one scene it chloroforms a man
i’m so glad the venom movies are “bad” because if they were “good” i’d have to sit through 20 mcu inspired setups for generic one-liners more painful than passing a kidney stone a minute and attempts to make tom hardy as eddie brock a neatly packaged clean shaven suit and tie sex symbol that only serve to do the opposite. instead i get the most hilariously earnest attempts to portray whatever the equivalent of a ‘like an old married couple’ relationship between a sweaty neurotic mess of a man and every monster fucker’s dream of an alien slime that is also used for illustrative purposes when you look up the definition of 'bastard’ in the dictionary is and i couldn’t be happier.
WHATCH OUT FOR SHARKS!
