Lee (baby you’re all that I want / when you’re lying here in my arms / I’m finding it hard to believe / we’re in heaven)’s review published on Letterboxd:
Don’t try to understand it, just feel it
In terms of visual language, feels like cinema finally catching up with The Matrix Reloaded, and not just because this features the greatest motorway action sequence (twice!) since. This shit is so fluid baby! Nolan has successfully chewed off all the human fat off his previous work; no maudlin sentimentality, little of the reactionary politics of before; the geopolitical narrative in Tenet is so incomprehensible and obtuse, it really plays second fiddle; everything is a b-plot to what you are literally seeing with your eyes at the given moment. A friend said to me on insta that this has no character development: exactly! Nolan has never cared for his characters and here he stops bowing to that narrative necessity; dialogue is drowned out by oppressive sound, and John Washington’s The Protagonist (!) is easily the least captivating..protagonist in a Nolan vehicle. There are so little distractions so you can just look at all the cool shit. This is Nolan brain on galaxy pills. This is my brain finally dying on Nolan’s brain pills. This is the only Nolan that matters.
Just an expression of faith in the mechanics of the world