I was in a self-reflective, introspective kind of mood going into this movie. This one says it's a comedy; I could do with some of that. And a comedy this is, yet it is so much more. This movie moved me and spoke to me in a way that hasn't happened it a long while. This movie made me smile; it made me laugh; it made me cringe; and it made me cry. The main character is Liza, a woman in her mid to late 30s who has lived most of her adult life with a form of mental illness. Whether this derives from a chemical imbalance in the brain, or a series of events from her childhood, we don't know, though there is a clue when we meet her mother. Liza has had a few relationships but has resigned herself to being alone. She has lived with depression and self-isolation wanting more and feeling she could be so much more, but ultimately convincing herself that she is destined to be unloved and die alone. Today, though, is a special day for Liza, for everyone really, the end of the world is tonight. The movie proceeds to follow Liza traipsing through LA showing some lovely LA views while she has many bizarre, humorous, and sometimes moving encounters on her quest to deal with her regrets before the end. Most of the encounters along Liza's journey are either very comical or very moving save for the one with Sal Benedetti (Liza first kiss) which has Sal in nothing but a speedo and there's a low key joke about "dipping in". There are quirky things like a woman riding a bike in a bikini, not by pedaling, but by pushing with her feet on the ground. Later there is a woman rolling down the street in a plastic bubble. There is a conspicuous absence of traffic and people moving around in general. This seems to indicate that traffic only exists from people doing all the things they otherwise wouldn't do if it was the end of the world. Overall this is a very entertaining movie that is both funny and at times touching and for me was a very welcome departure from main stream cinema.

It’s so sad that imperialists have the privilege to produce such an incredibly boring, unbearably pointless, and painfully unfunny movie. It must be nice to live in the land that is consuming all the world's resources, oh the opportunities. :flag_us: I see what they were trying to go for (forgiving and loving yourself) but the movie felt more like just a parade of cameos, a 80 minutes SNL skit than a story. Nothing is going on in this film. It’s literally just character meets a new character, improvs for 5 minutes, and then moves on to a new character to improv. This should've been a short movie. The cringey dialogue (the 'fake deep' language of Twitter, Instagram and TikTok) and the overwritten fake eccentric personalities didn't help as well. And since _How It Ends_ barely has a plot, you'd think they would've put more effort into the jokes. But nope, I legit didn’t laugh once, not even once. I guess this is made for a _veeeery_ specific type of humor which I don't have. The only positive thing I can say - they used _VKTM_ by Inna and Sicotoy.

I'm just going to start with this: I did not like this movie. I can understand why some people would love it. So, it really just comes down to the individual. Objectively well made, just not for me. Moving on: it's not a spoiler to mention that a major part of the story is the concept of a "younger self" in _How it Ends_. What is that? Well, it's literally a younger version of our lead character (Liza), who follows her around and acts as a sort of Jiminy Cricket; not too weird, huh? Well, it wouldn't be, but turns out other people have this too, and they're commonly invisible to everyone else, but since the world is ending, they can be seen. Does this have anything to do with the plot? No! It's just here for exposition and moving the story forward. The next issue I had is that there's no real story here, it's just Liza walking around talking to people, which made this feel more like sketches rather than an actual movie... or even worse, a long therapy session. Next: I hate the annoying Gen-Z-esque humor going on here, which is beyond bizarre since Zoe Lister-Jones is my age! In fact, almost everyone in the movie is in their 40s if not older. It's difficult to articulate, but the movie just comes across as made for/by spoiled children of rich parents. Connected to this, what I was interpreting as Gen Z is actually more like annoying Californians. This is even more confusing: am I supposed to find this funny in an oh-isn't-this-so-kooky Portlandia way or is the movie's entire world the butt of the joke? Either way, I don't like it. Finally: I was super offended by the objectification of a male character (Sal). He is shown, in a gross moment of the female gaze, in only a Speedo, including a close-up shot of his bulge. I'm obviously joking. I never get offended by anything. I just thought it was the perfect inverse of what third-wave feminists are always complaining about. I just don't see how noticing or enjoying a part of a human's body makes them an object... that is to say, no longer a human. People are dumb. Too bad the planet isn't really about to be struck by a meteor. I wanna see the ground give way. I wanna watch it all go down.

Movies like this that feature every famous person with a free afternoon really take the wind out of playing Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon.

You're car was stolen by a very attractive man, very attractive, I could really identify. -Bobby Lee