Jupiter Ascending” took the road less traveled, into the wish-fulfillment of prepubescent girls. Around half an hour into the film, Channing Tatum despondently regales Mila Kunis with his life story — he is the orphaned half-albino runt of a space werewolf litter forced to use anti-gravity rollerblades to fly because his bionic wings were stripped when he was dishonorably discharged from the space military — and something magical happens. Every woman who ever wrote herself into her favorite universe via fanfic, every girl who created an amnesiac elven vampire princess and role-played in a chat room, every chick who ever wanted a blaster by her side and a submissive werewolf boyfriend at her back, every one l of them whispered, “Finally. It is our time.
“Jupiter Ascending” Is The Sci-Fi Movie Women Were Waiting For
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Flashbacks to the day I saw this in the cinema, with a friend next to me who wore a ‘the fuck is this’ expression on his face through the entire film, while me and the girl behind me literally bonded over screaming in delight and laughter. Like she kept tapping me on the shoulder like “FUCKING HELL HE’S A SPACE WEREWOLF,” and “WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH THE BEES, I’M IN LOVE!”
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