Back in 2013 when I first started out on this kick of
watching any new film I could get my hands on, I for some reason decided to
watch a little film called Diary Of A Wimpy Kid: Dog Days. Aside from being yet
another kids film that doesn’t have much value for adult audiences, it is also
one of the biggest examples of White People Problems I’ve yet encountered in a
modern release. Yeah, bit rich coming from someone who is white himself, but
the air of privilege and minor inconvenience that so permeated the entire film
can’t really be summed in any other way. That film was meant to be the final instalment in a trilogy, and since none of the other films fit my purview, I
considered that series closed up for business and something I wouldn’t have to
bother myself with again.
Then the trailers and posters for today’s film
started surfacing and I went all Michael Corleone from Godfather III: “Just
when I thought I was out, they pull me back in”. The sooner I get this over and
done with, the sooner I can pull myself back out again, so let’s take a look at
this latest installment and see how, somehow, it’s even worse than what came before it.
