In the interests of being kind and considerate to my wife who will go to my movies, I took her and my home from college daughter to see The Greatest Showman.
Fully expected to get an Elton John/Vegas Cirque du Soliel/Disneyesque type flick and I wasn't disappointed. As the Mrs was a former Tops In Blue performer (I'm not kidding and no, that wasn't a good use of O-3 pay, but it was also well before we met) and my daughter is a professional dancer (ballet, not the pole), the song/dance thing was for them; I can endure.
What I didn't expect, and really hated, was the relentless social justice message. Not just an obligatory insertion of the "we're all equal despite being freaks" scene, but from nearly start to finish. If anyone else has the misfortune to see this film, I'd argue you can update your various Green Dot training/CBTs.
At least the movie got a happy ending. Looks like all I'm getting is a Jamison's and water...