Dear James Gunn,
You made me 10 again, and that is amazing.
I saw this film — 121 minutes of complete bliss and wild invention pumped directly into my brain — seven times in the theater, and I have never lost my love for it.
Others can dissect the film. In the words of Rocket, “You just wanna suck the joy out of everything.”
From a snarky sorta-raccoon blasting away with a laser gun as he and his ride, a talking tree, lead a prison breakout, to Howard the Duck’s cameo in the credits, it’s a beautiful thing, man.