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Okay, I might be biased here because dimensions are basically my whole thing. Like, if there’s a multiverse, parallel worlds, or alternate realities involved? I’m 100% there. So, when I saw Everything, Everywhere, All at Once, I was ready for my mind to be blown. Did it blow my mind? Well, yes and no. The plot isn’t exactly the most innovative thing ever, but the way they play with the concept of dimensions? It’s done so well.
The movie features an Asian family, and honestly, it’s like a perfect example of that one thing many Asian families do: they avoid emotions like the plague. And let’s talk about this for a second: they’re the type of people who think “not too sweet” is a compliment. Like, really? Do you hear the word “sweet”? It’s supposed to be sweet — not “subtle,” not “barely there,” but sweet. But somehow, in this whole “emotions are uncomfortable” world, they draw this fine line at “not too sweet” and act like anything more than that is just too much fluff. Honestly, it’s like saying, “Yeah, we can handle a little emotion… but don’t bring the whole candy shop.” It’s the emotional equivalent of telling someone, “I love you” — but in the least emotional way possible. Anyway, I digress. Let’s circle back.
The emotional side of the film is where it really hit home for me. It’s almost like the characters are trapped in a loop, where they’re not allowed to acknowledge their feelings, because, hey, that’s just how things are. And this? This hits way too close to home, especially if you’ve ever grown up in a family that has a don’t talk about your feelings policy. “No, no, we’re fine. Everything’s fine. Just eat dinner and don’t ask questions.”
And that’s where the humor comes in — and it’s awkward. Like, almost painfully awkward. You’ll see characters avoiding the big, emotional moments like it’s their job, only for the universe to throw wilder and wilder situations at them. And the humor isn’t just for the laughs; it’s a way of coping with trauma, which I personally find hilarious and extremely relatable. But I know, it’s a fine line, right? Trauma comedy isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, but honestly, if you’ve been in the same emotional boat, it kind of works.
So, if you’ve ever wondered how people deal with having an infinite number of alternate versions of themselves, this movie really takes that idea and runs wild with it. It’s a visual and mental explosion, and while I’m over here trying to keep track of who’s who in all these different realities, I’m also getting hit with these deep, existential questions about life and choices. But don’t worry — it doesn’t take itself too seriously. There’s plenty of chaotic fun to balance out the deeper moments.
At its core, the movie is about identity, regret, and the weight of choices in a world where everything seems so random. But I’m telling you, it’s not a heady drama. It’s funny and wild — and honestly, just weird in the best way possible. And don’t even get me started on how the humor ties into everything, because I could literally write a whole separate review on how it somehow makes you laugh and then think.
If you’re into movies that make you laugh, think, and question the meaning of life while you’re watching a raccoon do its thing (no spoilers, I promise), then this movie is for you. It’s not about the plot (although it’s solid). It’s about the experience, the weirdness, and the family dynamics that feel more real than you might expect. And hey, if you’ve ever wondered what life would be like if you just embraced the absurd, this movie gives you a pretty wild answer. I might be a little biased since dimensions are my thing, but I’ll recommend it to anyone who’s into something a little different.