Jo brings Box back to talk Lesbian Space Princess, the Australian adult-animated quest about the galaxy's most boring royal rescuing the ex who dumped her in public. They agree the animation and songs are award-worthy. They agree the writing is not. They also agree the best-developed character is the spaceship. Spoiler-light, content very R-rated.

The setup — Saira, the most boring royal in a galaxy where everyone's queer, gets publicly dumped by bounty-hunter girlfriend Kiki at her own birthday party and decides the fix is a perilous quest to win her back. Nobody's sure she should.

Anxiety as a personality — Crippling anxiety, imposter syndrome, two impossibly cool moms. Box finds her relatable; Jo clocks her as Meg-meets-Lisa-Simpson with the volume up.

Willow, robbed — The non-binary singer-songwriter is the funniest, most fully-formed character in the thing — pineapple on the pillow — and the script forgets she exists. Both of us mad about it.

The ship has the arc — The actual best-developed character is the talking spaceship (Richard Roxburgh, Dracula in Van Helsing). That's a writing problem and a running joke.

The straight white maleans — Aunty Donna's man-cave villains look exactly like the Mooninites and land the sharpest jokes — when those jokes don't meander or lean too hard on "women game too."

Craft vs. script — Gorgeous animation, great color, terrific voices, genuinely good songs. The writing runs on hack and potty jokes, the Safety Bubble bit dies on arrival, and the ending is forced and unresolved — plot-driven where it needed to be character-driven.

The verdict — A low-stakes popcorn movie that flies by and is more fun than it has any right to be. Better than Bros. Worth a cinema seat with friends — just not with your parents.

Find Box — Instagram @jmbrannyk, new writing project on the way. Jelly Beans the cat supervised throughout.