Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb ★★★

It's a shame to give a Stanley Kubrick film a 'just okay' rating, but that's how I felt about this film.

The satire fell flat and seemed almost childish at times. While normally in Kubrick's films there is only one, maybe two, overactors, this film is jam-packed with them, making it hard to take anything even remotely seriously. The message seemed painfully obvious and not at all refined like his earlier anti-war masterpiece: Paths of Glory.

Granted, for its time, Dr. Strangelove was a visually stunning film, with cinematography far ahead of its time, reminiscent of Max Ophuls. But visuals, as always, do not make up for an overall empty experience.

I don't know. I am young and still, despite my youthful arrogance, very new to cinema so perhaps I should revisit this at a later date, but for now, this is where it stands: as my least favorite Kubrick film so far.

Now, onto Eyes Wide Shut.

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