December 14, 2025
I was enjoying the absurdity of Michelle Pfeiffer's character in “Oh. What. Fun.” until the part when she neglected to say those four important words: “Help me clean up.” I couldn’t muster up any sympathy for that scene.
Other than that, and the scene where her family can’t send one simple text—“On my way to pick you up”—I enjoyed the movie.
I guess they don’t make movies about moms who are not doormats and don’t put up with crap; or how could they have the heartwarming ending where people realize what they’re doing wrong?
Still, it was a lot of fun.
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