This didn't not deliver the goods, it just does so with negative aesthetic imagination and a push-shove cruel streak to its script that manifests in a whimper from Josh Gad's maligned soft-edged form. I liked that this rom-com scenario template was built on a binary clash of genuineness | calculatedness rather than a wild goose chase of desperate, unrealistic in-the-moment dishonesties à la (ducks) Enough Said. Some of its sentimental pleas for emotional engagement ring just authentic enough to…
An ugly-in-spirit, clumsily styled (ed. the swivel reaction pans to Teller's face are atrocious) faux Social Network. Upsettingly celebrates antagonism and verbal violence as reported. J.K. Simmons's performance is terrible and Teller is too smothered by Damien Chazelle's pop psychologizing to be able to make an impression.
Chazelle's amateurish world is so limited in its artificial scope, beginning and ending within the unexplored confines of his pat human experience ambitions; he is prone to arrive at an…
It's not as if some comedy was the last thing Iñárritu's work needed—I disliked Birdman a good bit less than I thought I would.
I liked it better when it was called Venus in Fur (and even then I didn't like it that much, but Polanski’s film's similarities and divergence from Iñárritu's work are instructive). Pretty middling on it overall, and though it exceeded my expectations, its thinness becomes glaring in hindsight. The tone and performances annoyed me…