The Angulos being the Angulos, there are poignant and funny moments here and there in these scenes — one of the boys giddily fantasizing
about the fact that a bit of the money from his ticket purchase might go to Russell, Mark Wahlberg, and Christian Bale, for example, which embodies the same recapturing of childlike awe toward industrial pop that figures in The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt or, for that matter, a great deal of faux - naïve, ga - ga pop
journalism, and which I suspect has something to do with The Wolfpack's
crossover appeal.