[it] is ridiculous, start to confounding finish, and yet it is so insanely funny that such a thing actually exists and will be available on Netflix, perhaps forever, that it comes off almost as performance art
the joy of "Frankenstein's Monster's Monster, Frankenstein" is that it never really explains or justifies itself. It's just a brief weird thing made by some very funny people
despite the ego of the theater being a familiar target, the special nevertheless feels fresh in both the specificity of its satire and its surprising cast
a story that feels, sketchy, with reversals whose pile-up is more novel than truly funny and with jokes that feel underwritten at best; a vanity project for one of Netflix's biggest stars and not one that demands in any real way to exist
