Colin the dude’s review published on Letterboxd:
Like roasting a turd on a stick over a bonfire, complete with chanting opera choir. It's toasting, and fermenting, then melting, and morphing until suddenly it is sentient and now your favorite heroes have to band and do battle with the flaming poo. They knock it around and bump it on the head but it just won't die. Then they finally kill it and called it a movie.