kept jotting down a zinger quote to slap at the top of this review but said occurrence happened every, say, 5 minutes? so i eventually gave up and just went with it.

paid real money to watch on Amazon. no irony here whatsoever.

christ McQueen knows how to make a movie with vitality. it’s in every performance, line, shot, cut, or lack thereof (those signature long takes rule). hell, there was probably more energy generated watching this alone in my dark room than TRIAL OF CHICAGO 7 could’ve ever managed to create in a packed theatre house.

first of five. god bless you McQueen.

this one goes out to the poor thirst watchers who just wanted to watch Tom Holland and R Patts slick back their greasy hair and smoke cigarettes but instead have to suffer through the cinematic equivalent of a piece of drywall

can we all agree that films set in the early 2000s are period pieces now