Pickzels

Oh dear gods. No, no, no, no, no.

Aliens got a hold of old video game footage, and decided that that was a declaration of war, and sent back the various video game creatures to kill us. Fortunately, a collection of video game weenies are ready and happen to be friends of the president, so they get involved and slowly start to turn the tide for the humans. And stamp over every memory you ever had of anything good in the past video games ever.

I just felt sick watching this. What the hell? Nothing here is good. Not the characters, not the references, and certainly not the treatment of women. One is a literal trophy, and the other one is just the love interest to eventually give in and be arm candy.

Just… no.

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