"Diary of a Wimpy Kid Christmas: Cabin Fever"
An original animated movie in the Wimpy series based on the book Cabin Fever.

Ok-ja and her son Do-hyun falsely register in Daechi-dong, Seoul, for better schooling despite her limited finances. Do-hyun, envious of his wealthy schoolmate Sang-su for receiving disability benefits, learns that he isn't actually disabled, exposing flaws in government benefits. At university, he and his new friend Ji-woo manipulate government policies for entrepreneurial subsidies, intentionally failing to exploit government leniency. Seeking greater wealth, he embarks on a dubious cryptocurrency venture with investor Kevin, sidelining Ji-woo and enjoying brief success before their scheme crumbles due to regulatory scrutiny. They literally try to make bigger money with bigger money, but end up creating a Death Business.
An original animated movie in the Wimpy series based on the book Cabin Fever.
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A short hybrid film featuring everyone's favorite Disney characters.
Him is visually stunning—all concrete cathedrals and bone-rattling impact shots that look like a nightmare highlight reel. Marlon Wayans is magnetic as this legendary quarterback who's basically selling salvation with a smile that never quite reaches his eyes. But the story keeps running in circles: more tests, more cryptic pep talks, more ritualistic drills. The sports-as-religion metaphor beats you over the head when subtlety would've been more effective. The middle drags, and that finale chooses spectacle over substance. It's undeniably stylish, but left me cold. Also worth noting: despite the Monkeypaw connection, this isn't actually a Jordan Peele film—he didn't write or direct.
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