Sometimes a movie hits you so hard, you can’t shake it. The Electric State, the latest offering from directing duo Joe Russo and Anthony Russo, is such a movie. It’s so dunderheaded and cacophonous that I’m still angry about its existence.
There was a time not so long ago when the Russo brothers were entrusted with the keys to the MCU kingdom, helming blockbusters like Captain America: Civil War and Avengers: Endgame. But outside of the box that Kevin Feige built (or at least oversees), the pair have struggled to create enthralling movies. Instead, they’ve give us the forgettable Tom Holland-fronted drama Cherry and the atrociously underwhelming action flick The Gray Man, which wasn’t even helped by pitting Chris Evans against Ryan Gosling. Now, here comes The Electric State, a convoluted collision of genres, ideas, and bottom-of-the-barrel nostalgia that cannot be elevated by its stars, Millie Bobby Brown and Chris Pratt.
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The Electric State is less a movie and more a garage sale.
Chris Pratt leaps onto a robot’s hand in “The Electric State.”
Credit: Netflix
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