Venom: The Last Dance

Oops! I did it again: I watched another Venom movie on an airplane. These movies are action-packed and super weird. They’re filled with well-respected British actors and, while the action scenes are first-rate (this one has an expensive chase in some roaring rapids) the point seems to be depicting the embodiment of the id. “Venom” the character, an alien species that wants to kill, eat, dance, and kill some more, is actually pretty funny. He’s this awkward, brutal, child voice inside of Tom Hardy that desires all the classic stuff that’s bad for you. Tom Hardy is, more often than not, bickering with and playing off of himself as this pretty funny monster. So it’s actually a buddy comedy. His commitment to the bit is unwavering. Will this series of Marvel movies change the course of human history for the better? No, it will not. But it’ll enjoyably pass the time on an airplane, and maybe satiate the deep-seated desire to punch that TSA agent who looked at you threateningly for forgetting to empty your water bottle.