Marvel X-Men fans, if FX’s LEGION has flown under your radar you need to get your life. Visually awe-inspiring, delightfully trippy, confusing AF, of all of the Marvel shows and films out there, LEGION is unlike any you have and ever will watch. In season 1, we meet the eccentric and catastrophe-prone, David Haller—AKA LEGION, an omega-level mutant with crazy-intense telekinetic abilities and a split mind (we’re still trying to figure out what that means). If you haven’t watched season 1, stop reading now. All eight episodes are available on Hulu. Watch them and then watch them again (because I promise you, you’ll be confused after one viewing). For the rest of you, I have some things I’d like to discuss with you.

It wasn’t until my butt was in a chair in an IMAX theater Thursday night that I realized what this movie would mean to me. Black Panther had been on my mind for the better part of the months following the first trailer premiere—when we got a glimpse of the grandeur Wakanda would dazzle us with. I talked to everyone who would listen about Danai Gurira’s involvement, squirreled Black Panther into the Off the Shelf editorial calendar at work, and accosted family and friends to make room for a screening or two. But on Thursday night, I had butterflies. I was expecting something to go wrong: What if the accents are terrible? What if it’s corny? What if I shouldn’t have believed the hype? I’ve never walked into a theater with these thoughts, these fears, because there has yet to be a film like this one where black people are the heroes of their own story, where melanin and beauty and strength are one in the same, where the narrative would depart from the poverty-stricken war-torn Africa the world …