screenwriter, comedian, director of every single star wars movie, and then a fourth thing but this one is a joke. big dummy
yahya abdul mateen ii spends every second of his screen time acting circles around everybody else and perfectly embodying a man whose involvement in the case was perfectly demonstrative of the court system's poor treatment of men of color, in a movie set during the civil rights movement, and we take a sharp fork in the road from caring or saying anything about that to focus on a moral-free story about leftist infighting with the cheesiest possible ending you could've…
absolutely unmatched lighting, absolutely unmatched score. jonny greenwood the motherfucking king. cannot believe how delicate and pleasant this movie feels for what it is. it’s like the great british bake off but for assholes. i love it. i’m also so lonely right now that at the asparagus dinner fight i found myself thinking “god i would kill to be in a weird and bitter fight with a girlfriend right now” which is healthy!
This movie means nothing. They just went “what’s big right now? incels and antifa? those are the same” and rolled it all into an existing character that could use politically and socially relevant anxieties as developing characteristics... but to make absolutely no “message.” and no, films don’t have to have a message (lemme just preempt that dumb comment someone always wants to make) but it’s so clear that this movie wants you to think it has one. it doesn’t. joker…
Too dumb to understand this. Said as much out loud when the movie ended and my friends confidently explained the synopsis, and I literally did not pick up on any of it. Felt like I was listening to freeform jazz only to have the lights come on and see everybody crying. It sure felt like a nice movie though! Everyone’s just bringing their A game here. Buckley is such a talent, and Toni Collette is one of the funniest actors we…