A hoppy and vaguely Hitchcockian two-hander about a famous German-Spanish actor named Daniel who stops for a drink in the wrong bar on his way to an audition for the Hollywood superhero movie that could elevate his career to new heights, Daniel Brühl’s directorial debut — in which the artist formerly known as Baron Zemo also stars as the aforementioned German-Spanish actor — is never sharper or more assured than when it leans into the meta element and takes the…
spiritually corrupt, but — BUT! — also flat and artless in a way that not even the worst Star Wars movies have been before.
thanks to paternity leave, i have no professional obligation to keep thinking about this hugely disappointing capitulation to the most feckless elements of studio filmmaking. and so i won't.
EDIT: Babu Frik innocent.