In retrospect, the funniest bit about the Barbie movie has to be that what kickstarted the whole plot was that a human was "playing wrong" with a Barbie. My Barbies were at war with the Playmobils until both sides discovered that the conflict had been secretly instigated by a bunch of dinosaurs that wanted to distract them so they could eat them. I play acted an Emmy-worthy soap opera that went on for months about shapeshifting Barbies from another dimension that featured every trope of a book I didn't even know existed. At some point I came up with a story where my Barbies realized they were toys and became aware of my presence so they secretly plotted ways to defeat me. If a human giving Barbie cellulitis did that to Barbieland, I don't want to know what my Barbieland looks like

















