First Thanksgiving off in nine long years
No bar calls, no checkouts, no ringing ears
Could’ve stayed home, could’ve made it count
Instead I bought a ticket just to tap out

Sat alone while the previews played
Told myself it’d be worth the day
Big names, big screen, big promise made
But the shine wore off and the feeling stayed

I kept waiting for something to land
For a pulse, a moment, a steady hand
But it slipped right through like it wasn’t there
Left me stuck in the seat, stuck in the air

What a way to spend a holiday night
Chasing something that didn’t feel right
All that scale, but no weight to hold
Just a story that never took hold

I came in open, ready to feel
Walked out wondering what was real
Not bad enough to fully dismiss
Just not enough to be more than this

Ridley Scott behind the frame
A name that’s built on a different game
Joaquin Phoenix in the role, doing what he can
But something never meets the demand

History heavy, but it floats on by
No gravity, no reason why
All that loss, all that scale
And still it somehow manages to fail

I checked out before it was done
Not in body, but I was gone
Just counting scenes till I could leave
Hoping something would make me believe

What a way to spend a holiday night
Chasing something that didn’t feel right
All that scale, but no weight to hold
Just a story that never took hold

I came in open, ready to feel
Walked out wondering what was real
Not bad enough to fully dismiss
Just not enough to be more than this

Stopped at Taco Bell on the way in
Only thing open, so I gave in
Wicked bad stomach, yeah, it hit me quick
Still more engaging than all of this

Gave it two stars on the way back out
Felt generous even writing it down
Not the worst, but not worth the time
Just a long, forgettable line

First free night in years gone by
Spent it watching something pass me by
Next time I won’t second-guess
I’ll choose anything but this