Another heartbreaking example of a sequel riding on the back of it's brilliant forbearer without bothering to understand what made the original great in the first place. The script reads like the outline to a self-indulgent fan fiction, where all your favorite characters come to the party and their flaws are the quirky, fun, forgivable kind -- just like the consequences. And because it's 2022, the proud black woman wins in the end, converting all the rich white people into decent human beings after her fearless fight against the oppression of their lies. With such lazy, on the nose dialogue it's no wonder none of the actors could show up for their roles, with the occasional exception of Craig, who must still be wondering what in Hollywood Hell he signed up for. The only mystery is why they thought they could get away with calling this a Knives Out film. Looking for a suspense with no suspense, a mystery without a thread, and a bunch of huge names without a character to play? Step into the Glass Onion, and prepare to be underwhelmed.