Lockjaw Unleashed
Sean Penn absolutely dominated every frame he was in. Lockjaw is one of those characters that shouldn’t work on paper, completely unhinged, unpredictable, and just slightly terrifying, but Penn makes him magnetic. You can’t look away. Every line delivery feels like a threat wrapped in performance art. The man steals the movie and might just traumatize you in the process. I may be wrong, but the first scene he’s in, he’s being made to keep a hard on by a member of the resistance or she’ll kill him, like what the fuck?
Benicio’s Calm in the Storm
While Penn is pure chaos, Benicio del Toro is the still eye of the hurricane. That calm demeanour against the film’s noise gives his every line extra gravity. He’s like a ghost wandering through the carnage, controlled, unshaken, and maybe even quietly judging everyone else’s madness. It’s understated brilliance that keeps the whole film from spiralling into cartoon territory.
The Fascism Thread
The political messaging isn’t even pretending to be subtle. It’s loud, it’s obvious, and it’s honestly refreshing. The film tears into American fascism, power obsession, and media manipulation with both fists. There’s nothing veiled about it, the speeches, imagery, and chaos are all screaming the same thing: this is what happens when power eats itself. It’s aggressive, sometimes uncomfortable, but you can’t deny it hits hard.
The Battles
The action is relentless. It’s one absurd, visually insane battle after another, fitting, given the title. Each one escalates the madness, piling spectacle on top of satire. There’s a rhythm to it that makes the nearly three-hour runtime vanish. You go from “this is wild” to “how did we get here” in about five minutes.
The Message at the End
By the final stretch, the movie isn’t trying to hide what it’s saying: power corrupts, fascism thrives in chaos, and the people holding the microphone are often the most dangerous. It’s blunt, but it’s powerful, and weirdly entertaining to watch unfold.
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