Branson Reese’s review published on Letterboxd:
Really holds up. The only strike it has against it is that there wasn’t a lot to discover this time around because none of the jokes went over my head when I was nine. I was smart as hell and really great at understanding irony at nine, which robbed me of my chance to rewatch this at 31 and be like “wow this movie works on a whole level I missed out on!” That’s just my cross to bear. Probably not yours though, you idiot. You absolute drooling rube.