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Critics say it's "shallow", "sexist", full of "body-shaming"? Maybe they missed the part where Rispo's outrageous behavior is not glorified, but thrown in your face so hard it demands reflection. This isn't moral decline-it's a brutal satire of how numb and ridiculous society has become. But sure, go off.

What's even funnier is watching people who clearly don't enjoy absurdist comedy voluntarily sit through 90 minutes of pure chaos... just to write a thesis-length review on how offended they are. At some point, it's not criticism-it's masochism with a keyboard.

No, it doesn't care about your structure.

No, it doesn't want to be "clever".

Yes, it's messy.

Yes, it's supposed to be.

Because chaos, when done right, is honest. And Ibuku Ibu-Ibu is hilariously honest.

Funny how someone walks into a film called GJLS: Ibuku Ibu-Ibu-with the tagline #SiapGoblok no less-and then walks out disappointed it wasn't an arthouse meditation on existential dread. That's like walking into a fast-food joint and demanding a five-course tasting menu... then blaming the fries for not being foie gras. Iconic.

Critics say it's "shallow", "sexist", full of "body-shaming"? Maybe they missed the part where Rispo's outrageous behavior is not glorified, but thrown in your face so hard it demands reflection. This isn't moral decline-it's a brutal satire of how numb and ridiculous society has become. But sure, go off.

What's even funnier is watching people who clearly don't enjoy absurdist comedy voluntarily sit through 90 minutes of pure chaos... just to write a thesis-length review on how offended they are. At some point, it's not criticism-it's masochism with a keyboard.

Let's be honest: this movie isn't for those who need their comedy "intelligent" in the most sterile, textbook sense of the word. This is for those who can recognize that sometimes, the loudest nonsense has more truth than your favorite film festival darling.

No, it doesn't care about your structure.

No, it doesn't want to be "clever".

Yes, it's messy.

Yes, it's supposed to be.

Because chaos, when done right, is honest. And Ibuku Ibu-Ibu is hilariously honest.

If you left the theater clutching your pearls instead of your stomach from laughter, maybe the joke was on you.