What’s this half-baked spy thriller draft doing on HN’s front page? Plot’s a mess. I squinted at the Bulgarians intro but kept going—until, seriously, nerve toxin in underwear.

If this is supposed to be an Austin Powers reboot, the whole script needs a rethink—though at least that’d explain the lack of coherence.

Then again, filing the serial numbers off a beloved franchise to pitch fanfic probably won’t get far in an editor’s slush pile.

Then again... again, maybe it’s not slush, just GPT slop, which honestly explains more than the Austin Powers sequel theory