— Justin Timberlake (@jtimberlake) December 17, 2020
Watch that trailer and then let me walk you through my thought process while watching that trailer:
Cue the soaring country/gospel anthem. Cue JT sticking up for the kid in the stubborn, regressive Christian community. Cue the bullying lessons. Cue the hug, the milkshakes, the head pat… cue tears.
Great! That’s gonna be a pass from me. Love you JT, but I just don’t think I’m in a place emotionally to be able to handle this right now. Sorry bud. Give me a few years and stick me on an airplane somewhere warm and happy—Cuba? Turks and Caicos?—and I’ll watch the middle forty minutes. The second act, so to speak. While they’re bonding, all the funny moments. You know, before the other shoe falls.
Then I’ll land and drink a rum punch and forget about Sam and his unloving mother.
