Joseph Howell’s review published on Letterboxd:
Me: I believe that directors should have complete creative freedom.
Me after watching this: On second thought...
Nolans weakest film. The visuals and action set pieces are well handled (except in the third act) and I grew to like the electronic score, but the film as a whole feels empty. The dialogue is mostly just exposition, and outside of Pattinson none of the characters hold any interest. The plot is a jumbled and confused mess, and it has become obvious that the directors obsessions are starting to get the best of him. He’s fascinated with scientific concepts of time, but in the process it takes away from any form of character and at times emotion-it’s cold and clinical instead of thrilling. A dull, at times vapid stab at a blockbuster that isn’t as clever as it thinks it is.
