We always knew they’d be back indeed. We just didn’t know that they would be back in a movie this astoundingly bad. Look, I put down over twelve hundred words in digital ink to tear this stupid fucking thing a new one; I’ve earned my keep. I don’t have to preamble. The article I wrote for Paste Magazine does Independence Day: Resurgence all the justice it needs and then some. Go there and enjoy the fruits of my suffering. I did this for you, you savages.
A Constant Visual Feast 
I’ve heard so many bad things about this film, I think I want to see it just so I can have the satisfaction of writing a scathing review.
It probably isn’t worth it, though I do understand wholly the cathartic impulse of writing a furious negative review of studio-produced garbage.