Pokémon Detective Pikachu

Reynolds is in his element when allowed to be goofy, and this stuff is nothing if not surreal, especially in the second act.

For a while, the first live-action Pokemon movie's achievements are enough.

Fortunately, the ever-likeable Reynolds is equal to the task, channelling the savvy exuberance (but not the rude bits) of his Deadpool persona.

Detective Pikachu is unrelentingly weird.

Oil and water. Toothpaste and orange juice. Good decisions and Florida. Some things just don't go together, and you can add Ryan Reynolds' voice and Pikachu to that list.

There's something admirable about a film that isn't afraid to have some fun with a property so established - and beloved - by its core audience.

Pokémon Detective Pikachu is incredibly nutty, a bit bonkers and all kinds of fun, even for someone like me with no connection to its base entertainment universe.

I can't remember the last time I was so disinterested in a film.

This movie was a waste of time.

This is a film rooted in a ludicrous concept that doesn't just work, but excels because of the amount of heart that has gone into making it. It's earnest, endearing, and well worth a Pika.