Marvel's recipe has run out. A good character like Dr. Strange faces his worst enemy: a bland story full of rehashes and with just a hint of originality. In short: a powerful sorcerer must face a witch traumatized by the loss of children she never had, while out of nowhere appears a girl who travels from universe to universe whose importance to the story is zero. Here the great protagonist is the trauma of wanting to be a mother and not being able to experience it in the reality that corresponds to us. Then a lot of things happen that involve death, destruction, the disappearance of universes, the appearance of fantastic creatures and all of that could have been resolved by going to the psychiatrist. On the other hand we have a tribute to Star Wars since a black traitor appears who in turn is supported by robots that look like C-3PO; Billy Dee Williams should be happy. The mental smallness of the characters is inconceivable: Dr. Strange cannot overcome his bad luck in love, the villain of the story should be in an insane asylum and her delusions do not support the movie and the young Latina is as transcendent as a zero . With few visual moments that catch the viewer (and a nice cameo by Bruce Campbell) Sam Raimi's work is just that of a craftsman who does his job but can't achieve anything wonderful with the lousy story of the film. The film is bad even though it holds up visually.