In the Now You See Me movies, the so-called explanations for the big tricks are even more ridiculous than the tricks themselves; they're not built on the characters' skill or determination or cleverness, but on narrative convenience and screenwriter contrivance. These films are anti-magic: They quash the wonder of both a perfectly executed trick and its oh wow reveal. (This also makes them bad heist movies, by the way.)
It's fair to say that A Minecraft Movie was divisive. Critics by and large loathed it, but kids adored it on a colossal scale, catapulting it into multiple meme-driven frenzies. There was the thing about throwing popcorn, the Lava Chicken song, and a heartfelt tribute to a Minecraft YouTuber legend. It seemed to find that perfect spot of crowd-pleasing delight, while being close to impossible to defend on a critical level. (Although I maintain it spoke powerfully on toxic masculinity.)