Believe it or not, Donald Trump has opened my eyes. If he can rearrange the whole government with the stroke of a pen… why can’t we? (7/7)

Appointing three new liberal Supreme Court Justices. Putting LGBT rights and reproductive choice into the Constitution. Making the executive branch once again accountable to the law. (6/7)

And then — hopefully with the help of a Democratic House and Senate — the next president can go about the hard work of fixing the country using the law. Eliminating gerrymandering once and for all. Getting rid of Citizens United. Making DC and Puerto Rico full states. (5/7)

This could all be accomplished by 5 pm the first day.

That’s the pitfall of governing by executive fiat. Anything that’s not enshrined in the Constitution or voted into law by the legislature can simply just… go away with the next executive fiat. (4/7)

…rehire everyone in the Education Department and USAID and Voice of America, bring the wrongly deported home, layoff the entire ICE force, and reinstate every government DEI program and scientific grant that Trump canceled. Reverse it all. (3/7)

On the first day of the next presidential term, a President Newsom could order Trump’s ballroom demolished and the East Wing reconstructed. He could eliminate all tariffs, rejoin WHO, reinstate all transgender members of the military… (2/7)

assassination of several hundred journalists, academics, and diplomats, an uncountable number of war crimes and violations of Geneva conventions, and backroom deals to enrich Trump and his pals.

If that’s not worthy of the Nobel Peace Prize, what is?

#TrumpNobelPeacePrize (2/2)

If there’s one reason to see FANTASTIC FOUR, it’s the Jetsons-style 1960s vibe. All that faux Atomic Age architecture, neon color, and retro fashion is like popcorn for the soul. Just maybe don’t do like I did and pay $27 a pop to see it in IMAX. (4/4)

Also — here’s a phrase I never thought I’d type — Pedro Pascal is TERRIBLE. He’s mumbly, morose and namby-pamby that he nearly drags the whole movie down with him. I wish that Marvel had kept the John Krasinski casting from DR. STRANGE, because this film could have used a burst of charisma. (3/4)

The film isn’t bad, per se. It’s just not particularly interesting. Our villain Galactus is properly menacing, the Silver Surfer is done well, and the third act battle engaging. But the effects are not top-tier, the plot is full of holes, and the emotional beats feel perfunctory and unearned. (2/4)

As for the “woke” aspects of the film that has the Right losing what little remains of its mind? Forget it. There’s nothing remotely controversial or even left-wing about the movie at all. (7/7)

Still, the casting is terrific. #DavidCorenswet has an infectious optimism about him that puts him very close stylistically to Christopher Reeve. Rachel Brosnahan makes a perfect Lois Lane, Nicholas Hoult is quite dastardly as Lex Luthor, and Nathan Fillion’s Green Lantern is a hoot. (6/7)

The whole thing is almost completely lacking in gravitas. It’s cartoony, and not in the Miyazaki way. More like 1970s SUPERFRIENDS. (5/7)

This might actually be the most pedestrian film James Gunn has done yet. It’s visually undistinguished — there’s precious little of the trippy psychedelia from GUARDIANS — and the only good orchestral music is cribbed directly from John Williams. (4/7)

In fact, it’s exactly like those far better movies with the blood toned down. There’s ass-kicking set to pop music, Superman says “dude” a lot, and there’s an adorable superdog that steals every scene Nathan Fillion isn’t in. (3/7)

Because this ain’t groundbreaking. It’s just the same #JamesGunn superhero shtick you’ve seen before, very much in the mold of GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY and THE SUICIDE SQUAD. (2/7)