Death of a Unicorn

This is the most Blumhouse-ass A24 movie has ever made. A $15 million dollar budget (how) and it shows. Paul Rudd playing every Paul Rudd character you've ever seen. Jenna Ortega playing every Jena Ortega character you've ever seen. Richard E. Grant playing every bad guy Richard E. Grant has ever played. Tea Leoni barely trying at being the amoral rich matriarch. Will Poulter trying too hard at being a generic trust-fund jag-off. PS2-level CGI that looks worse than Pirates Of The Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, and that was TWENTY YEARS AGO. Replacement-level directing. A script so utterly lacking in surprise, excitement, or novelty, even ChatGPT would call it derivative. This is a laundry-folding movie. It's a perfectly inoffensive vacuum of a movie. It is neither bad nor good. It is the worst thing a movie can be: disposable and forgettable.