A Review by Azzam Abdur-Rahman Let talk Soup, I mean it seriously, soup is a good people shit on but need most in the darkest of times. It isn’t always filling or life changing but it is always around when you need it. Like I don’t wax poetic about chicken noodle from a Campbells soup can but once my knees are weak that Andy Warhol paint of American Nostalgia comes walking over to me with arms of wild embrace. You are now asking why on gods green earth is the man talking about soup? That’s because this movie is Campbell’s Chicken Noodle soup. It’s not great, it’s not bad but it’s exactly what I needed this year. I won’t get into but we are all sharing in a collective trauma. At this same time I am done with superheroes. The Wizard magazine reading kid is done with having my most nerdy fantasies playing out on screen. I would rather watch paint dry but I come back every time. Surprisingly this movie knows that. It doesn’t give me the quips and self-aware humor of the MCU nor it’s n...