I went into this hoping to see Channing Tatum break away from his usual goofy roles, but nope—still goofy. And now I wish I could just forget this movie altogether.

“Pompous,” “boring,” “unoriginal,” and “cliché” pretty much sum it up. Every scene feels painfully over-directed and unnatural, with dialogue so cringe-worthy and disconnected it feels like it came from a completely different movie. Even the title doesn’t make sense—it’s like they picked it out of a hat without even checking if it fit the story.

Honestly, the entire thing feels like the product of too many cooks in the kitchen. It’s as if five separate groups of writers submitted conflicting drafts, two peer reviews mixed up their notes, and the whole mess was thrown into ChatGPT for a final polish. The result? A confused, lifeless story that feels like it’s trying to be clever but just ends up exhausting.

The only saving grace here was the dynamic between Jess and Frida, which was actually kind of nice… but apparently not important enough to matter by the time the finale rolled around.

Oh, and because it’s 2024, of course they had to shoehorn in something about crypto and vapes. Because why not, right?

At least the ending was funny—I’ll give them that. But overall, this movie just isn’t worth the time.