Yeah I think Polka Dot Man's death really exemplified my problem with the movie. The movie just doesn't *like* any of its characters, which makes it hard for me to like them. Oh, you thought this person was funny and entertaining? Well fuck them and fuck you too, they're gonna get torn to pieces for laughs.
There was such a miss opportunity there, too. You spend the entire movie establishing that every person he sees looks like his mother. But imagine in that moment as the rest of the SS are heading to fight Starro, he looks at 4 versions of his mother walking away, closes his eyes, then reopens them only to see them for what they really are. Just a brief moment of characterization and growth to show that he's not a hopeless psychopath.
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TheRock ~ I had a name, my father called me Blues.