Way back in my undergraduate days, so we’re talking the bones and decrepit ruins of dinosaur land, there was composition workshop, and the less said about that sad attempt to crush the spirit, inventiveness, and personality out of our collective music-student souls the better, but I’m already drifting way off into the sunset, and this is only the first sentence, and it is already wildly out of control. How many conjunctions is that? Good grief.
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Thor: Love & Thunder has a lot on its mind. It’s not a great movie. I feel I should point that out up front—for some reason, sigh, looking at you internet—but it is a fascinating movie. I love it. My mind keeps wandering back to it, or more specifically, the notion that people don’t like it haunts the misbegotten depths of my mind. I can’t let it go, and I am fixated on one possible reason why the movie gets a bad rap even when I never actually hear this as a reason.
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