Hollywood has finally DROPPED THE MASK. On the VERY NIGHT dedicated to love, Tinseltown’s elite gathered to CELEBRATE a film that glorifies MURDERING YOUR OWN FAMILY FOR MONEY. Glen Powell and Margaret Qualley smiled for cameras on the red carpet, their glamour a THIN VEIL for the film’s TOXIC message: wealth justifies ANY depravity.
This isn’t entertainment—it’s a CULTURAL SICKNESS. The plot, where a spurned heir “stops at nothing” to reclaim his fortune, is a BLUEPRINT for societal rot, premiering to applause from an industry utterly divorced from morality. What does it say about us that we PACK THEATERS to watch a man plot familial annihilation, all while dressed in sparkling gowns and chic black suits?
INSIDERS are whispering: this film is a DARK MIRROR for a generation taught that success is a zero-sum game, where blood ties are just obstacles to be removed. Co-stars Topher Grace and Ed Harris lend their credible faces to this CHILLING fantasy, normalizing the ultimate taboo.
As this movie prepares to hit screens nationwide, we must ask: are we being entertained, or are we being CONDITIONED? This is more than a premiere; it’s a HARBINGER of a civilization losing its soul, one shocking punchline at a time. The real “killing” is what Hollywood is doing to our collective conscience.
Author: Kayitsi.com
