A beautiful film, aesthetically and story-wise. Probably made a mistake watching it with the family, though. Didn't think my four-year-olds would be so upset by the end.
This did lead to a teaching moment, though, when Théoden kept begging me to keep the disc instead of packing it in the Netflix envelope. "I didn't get to see one part!" he told me, near tears. "My head was turned the wrong way."
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Great slapsticky performance by Fassbender, but I wish the film was more of that and less of the mopey audience stand-in bending the narrative around himself. The music is stuff I'd actually listen to, though. Not sure if that makes me a hipster or it's not as abrasive/challenging as the film imagines it is (or maybe it's that statement that makes me a hipster).
What an amazing film. Keeps jumping between moods and genres in a way that reminds me of modern South Korean cinema. Also, the amount of room each scene had to breathe was unusual. Most shots have an extra second or two at the beginning or end that gives the movie as a whole a kind of shaggy suspense.