(That's Not) How to Make a Killing

 

How about how to make a better movie—because they literally didn’t need to make a movie about this.

So… this rich girl gets pregnant at 18 by a guy who, of course, is not rich, and since she decides to keep the baby, her family completely disowns her. LOL. If this was the 1800s, eh—but in 2026? LOLOLOLOLOLOL.

And she knows enough to tell her family to fuck off, but she’s so stupid she can’t grab a painting or some Rolexes to at least have some money or something? It’s funny because her father later says something like she was his favorite or that he loved her—whatever… make it make sense.

Then her husband dies, and later on she dies, and the kid at some point decides to kill several of his relatives in order to get his inheritance. Mostly because his mother used to tell him that one day he should and would inherit the money he deserves. I doooon’t think that’s what she had in mind.

But anyway. This guy, who works in a clothing store and has never killed anybody, somehow gets enough money to go after his RICH relatives and eventually kill them—and not even get caught. Of course, the FBI gets suspicious but doesn’t do shit. Surprisingly, even his rich relatives—because, you know, rich people are so dumb, right?—can’t figure it out.

He literally attends every funeral of the relatives he kills. Didn’t anyone ever think, “Hey, what the hell is he doing here?”

Guess who does? His childhood crush lol. Blah blah blah, she figures it out, she sets him up… anyway, I’m bored to continue, but this is not How to Make a Killing lol.

No jokes, no action, no drama, no sex, no thrills—just… 1 hour and 45 minutes of Glen Powell. If you’re into that… you’re gonna love it.