Some critics rave that Poor Things is a feminist narrative of sexual liberation. I, on the other hand, think that the film is a self-congratulatory, mind-numbing fiasco. The film’s poor excuse for an attempt at female empowerment falls flat.

Aaron’s loss is the result of horrific choices he felt forced to make. He used his final moments to tell you his intent, show you his state of mind, and to face death by accelerated fire, certain that it was “not extreme at all” when understood in the context of life in Gaza in the last 142 days.