Rowan Zeoli

2 weeks ago | rascal.news | Chase Carter |Rowan Zeoli

culture — 8 min read Early in The Electric State’s runtime, Chris Pratt’s John D. Keats points to all of the food squirreled away in his desert bunker that isn’t fit to eat — the Masters of the Universe tie-in Zagnuts (in the original packaging), tidy rows of SPAM cans, carefully wrapped candy bars. His character, a smuggler for nostalgic commercial goods from some vague '90s The Never Was, refuses to sacrifice potential profit to nourish his own body.