I want to watch Barbie in the morning, and I searched the nearest cinema to arrange 25 films a day, and they were basically sold out, only two in the morning had a few seats in the first row, and the first row of the small hall felt acceptable, and I quickly placed an order, ate and drank and lay down to watch a movie (since the beginning of fitness, I can resist not buying popcorn and a large bottle of drinks when I enter the cinema, because I will calculate how long I have to practice in this big bucket, and most of the popcorn in American cinemas is salty, and the more thirsty I eat).
In fact, I didn't want to see the name before, and I was bound to promote Barbenheimer's inexplicability with Oppenheimer, and I read the trailer and thought: Huh? It doesn't seem to be what you think.
You can go with family and friends, dress code: a variety of pinks. It is a movie that can have many points of discussion after watching: High Commander, Liu Simu, gender, race, political correctness. The climactic paragraph in it suddenly came out a bit like reading a book, and I felt more shocked when I read the text.
Watching the news that director Greta Gerwig insisted on retaining a conversation in which Barbie praised the grandmother after playing with Warner Bros. executives, Warner Bros. executives asked to delete this scene, thinking that this set of shots was meaningless, but the director said, "This is the core value of this movie, if it is cut, I don't know why I made this movie." "It feels like this reality echoes Barbie's company executives in the movie
