I doubt anyone was really waiting for a sequel to 1995’s Jumanji, a movie best remembered for having Robin Williams and (at the time) impressive CGI. But here you go… a brand new Jumanji movie. And you know what? It’s not nearly as bad as I thought it would be.

Even though The Death Cure comes three years after The Scorch Trials, we don’t get a short who’s who or a ‘what happened previously’ at the beginning of the movie. Instead, you are left to your own devices while the movie kicks off in high gear with a train heist that seems to be lifted straight out of Fast Five as Thomas (Dylan O’Brien) and his friends are on a mission to free their captured friend Minho (Ki Hong Lee) from the claws of WCKD. After that they have to go through the Flare-zombie infested wasteland and into the Last City to free a bunch of other people.

Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri is a meditation on loss, grief and vengeance. If you think that sounds boring as fuck, then you obviously didn’t take into account that this movie was written and directed by Martin McDonagh, the man who has previously treated us to In Bruges. Boring this is not.