Well, this hasn't aged well. Sydney Sweeney went from being America's Sweetheart to pretty disliked by every liberal almost overnight, so I wonder how Smut feels now. Previously this song made for good (and very trite) generalized feminist sound bytes from the band: "We put the sexy woman in the movie so we can see her be sexy and then kill her for it." That may well be true (I don't think it is, really) but I'm not sure that Sydney Sweeney is the feminist icon everyone wanted her to be.

Either way, this song has a great riff. I'm not sure why Uproxx at one point called this a "punk song", because it's just too clean. The whole album is too clean. This stuff sounds like rock music made for tweens 90% of the time and that's just too bad, because it sounds like they have the skills to make something really raw and interesting. Instead they opted to drown their 'punk' sound in studio polish. Bleh. This song is good in a mix of other music, but a whole album of this is just too much to stomach.