It took 12 years for the second movie to come out. Then it took 16 years after that for the third movie to come out. Obviously, it faced a lot of difficulty getting off the ground, but something finally clicked in the 2020s and here we are, almost 30 years into Kevin Smith's filmmaking career. If you didn't already know, this movie stems from a very personal experience from the director, and this whole movie feels very personal.

I never expected the movie to be so sad. Yeah, there are laughs throughout as Randal essentially remakes the first movie in a very meta way. There's some backstory that might break your heart a bit, as well as an ending that makes this trilogy fairly conclusive. Not exactly what I was expecting, but that doesn't make it any less worthwhile.

Movies about making movies are always fun, especially when you showcase the fuckups, which seems to be the story of Randal's^everyone's life here. One of these days, I'm going to get a heart attack and confront my life goals and finally decide to make a movie^{jerk off even more}. Solid end to a fun series.