This week, we do something that’s not featuring some washed up wrestler from the ‘80s (read: Diane Keaton), and speed-run into the future with Megalopolis; a masterclass in botched futurism and half-assed allegories created by none other than Nicolas Cage’s eccentric, and exceedingly wealthy uncle. Do the metaphors fall flat? Yes. Is the acting stifled and awkward despite the talent involved? Also yes. Does this whole thing play out like a Neil Breen movie with a $150 million budget? Abso-fucking-lutely! 

Let’s go! 

Cesare screws Cicero’s sweetheart, stops seconds, and survives shooting! Sudden swastika stump! Labeouf and Voight! Ruining our recollection of the Romans in real time! Don’t tread on me toss-away tipoff! Live Free or Try Hard? John Voight’s cross boner, and much, much more on this week’s episode of The Worst Movie Ever Made.

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