Martin Scorsese may be secretly pleased. Not for so many gifted, even generational actors starring in bad movies. Not for directors or producers failing to create movies that generate billions of dollars in receipts.

More so, the glimmer on the gold is fading...rapidly.

Character development has been replaced by split second exposition. Nostalgia is lost on the uninitiated. Ultimately, I don't care what happens next in a tediously drawn out Schrodinger's theory.

I tapped out with 40 minutes to go. I could not be deterred from doing laundry to pay more attention to this film. Unlike Iron Man, which I wrongly thought no one could care about and despite the previous Doctor Strange film, I could care less about whatever phase this or any others to follow do.

Shang Chi was great. Black Widow, Spiderman: No Way Home and this are not.

The rides are broken, but management will take your money gladly.

The next Thor will be my last ticket.