The Phoenician Scheme: A Man of No Identity
Wes Anderson offers a light-hearted comedy in the Middle East centering around Catholic motifs.

In a kaleidoscopic mess of VHS vomit, a young twenty-something must survive a gluten-induced nightmare of leaks, landlords, and their own body's betrayal after trusting the wrong F-boy bartender.
Wes Anderson offers a light-hearted comedy in the Middle East centering around Catholic motifs.
Remember when there was this amazing comedy titled "National Lampoon's Vacation"? To this day, it is a true classic of the genre and certainly put a new spin on precisely what KINDS of insanity could occur when taking the fam on the road. Then, like with so many successful films, there was the sequel (which for me was even MORE of a classic than the original!). However, the third film emerged....and then a fourth. Suddenly, the luster was gone and disappointment set in.
As noted in the headline, I didn’t like this movie. Not to say it’s the worst thing ever, but it’s just…meh. Nothing much to it. Very generic. No surprises. At the very least, the cast is diverse so I’ll give it that.
After We Collided is a sequel to last year’s After, which itself was based on Anna Todd’s 2014 novel of the same name, and which was originally published as a Harry Styles-centric fan-fiction on WattPad (a similar path as E.L. James’ Fifty Shades of Grey series).