Sssssmokin’! Jim Carrey slips back into that green-faced tornado like he never left, and the chaos hits harder than a cartoon anvil.

Stanley Ipkiss is older, reclusive, doodling his days away in quiet regret—until his long-lost son stumbles on the Mask and turns their world into a living Looney Tunes fever dream. Zendaya’s the cool, quick-witted older cousin trying to keep the family from imploding while reality bends around them. Taika Waititi chews scenery as a gleefully unhinged Loki reclaiming his “art project,” and Awkwafina steals every scene as the myth-obsessed professor who’s equal parts terrified and thrilled to be right.

The madness is next-level: paint-splashed street chases, jaw-dropping musical numbers in swirling vortexes, physics-defying gags that pop off the screen like comic panels come alive. Carrey is pure elastic genius—every grin, spin, and scream a masterclass in controlled insanity. Zendaya grounds it with heart and fire, while the supporting chaos (Waititi’s god-level trolling, Awkwafina’s rapid-fire quips) keeps you laughing through the lunacy.

It’s wild, unpredictable, and deliriously fun—a love letter to ’90s absurdity with modern sparkle. Somebody stop this thing… or don’t. Ever.

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