Feels like it was designed in a lab to be watched on an airplane.

Whoever called this "Arrival for himbos" nailed it. 

I know this is supposed to be utopian sci-fi, but if Ryan Gosling can't find a gf in the future, what hope is there for the rest of us?

Also, Gosling is lowkey weirded out by "fist the bump" because there's still time for gay panic when saving the universe.

False advertising. Nobody in this movie has had a bath in months.

She's got Bette Davis eye.