The common consensus agrees that A Wrinkle in Time ranks as one of the most unadaptable piece of modern literature in recent memory. Disney and director Ava DeVernay’s ambition surely deserves a standing ovation for their courage to embrace this daunting challenge, but their endeavor only further reassert the collective opinions of this cross-dimensional and abstract tale.
A Wrinkle in Time is a chaotic disaster at an epic proportion. Its plot is not only wrinkly and immensely disorientating, scenes and dialogues provides nothing but pretentious philosophical view—the kind of spiritual mumbo-jumbo you tend to utter during a night filled with pints and shots. It continuously prefers to assert self-importance rather than populating its run-time with humor, like-able characters, or easy-to-follow storyline—you know things that make movies enjoyable.
