"The Amazing Bulk" is an epic saga of cinematic missteps that might just make you yearn for the sweet relief of watching paint dry. Picture this: a hero cloaked not in mystery, but in an unforgivable shade of purple, running through a world that looks like it was crafted from the discarded dreams of a retired screensaver designer. The special effects are so spectacularly underwhelming that they cross into the realm of avant-garde art, where you find yourself wondering if maybe, just maybe, the director is a misunderstood genius... or perhaps just misunderstood.

    In an audacious display of narrative chaos, "The Amazing Bulk" dares to abandon all known laws of storytelling, opting instead for a plot so convoluted it could only be deciphered by the likes of ancient oracles. The acting? A marvelous concoction of wooden expressions and lines delivered with the enthusiasm of someone reading a microwave manual. It's the kind of movie that leaves you baffled, bewildered, and a bit bemused, proving that not all heroes wear capes—some just wear a lot of purple.

    

What Went Wrong?

   This section could be a semester-long course in film school, but let's distill it down to the essentials. The film takes a nosedive with its reliance on shockingly poor CGI that feels more like an early 2000s video game than a modern movie. The plot, loose and lacking coherence, seems to be an afterthought, stitched together with scenes that defy logic and continuity. Add to this a cast delivering performances with all the dynamism of a tax return tutorial, and you've got a recipe for a cinematic disaster that's as bewildering as it is unwatchable. In its brave but flawed attempt to emulate superhero greatness, "The Amazing Bulk" serves as a masterclass in how not to make a movie.