Truth. Justice. And maybe a slightly less broody Superman.
Marvel tries again. We bring the fire extinguisher… just in case.
It’s like if world peace was negotiated with grenades.
This trick again? Fine, we’ll bite.
Vice City returns. Grand Theft Logic still intact.
Some dads play golf. This one body-slams goons in cargo shorts.
It’s Resident Evil… again. But this time, they brought a thesaurus and no sense.
Fantastic? Nah. More like Déjà Flop.