I d not care for band documentaries bc they all feel the same I loved how this film captured all the familiar tropes filtered through the Samberg humor lens. The wardrobe malfunction! The proposal mishap! The dog-poop pancake test! And of course, the music. Every time a new song was introduced, I couldn't help but get hyped at what new lyric shenanigans would be served on stage.
As someone who read the book, I had my own preconceived notions of what Nick and Amy would look like or what Amy's diary voice would sound like. Though my version of Amy was a bit more shrill (yes, shrewlike) with a more constant state of narrowed eyes, Rosamund Pike brought a more subtle (and better, I admit) version to life that captivated me from the get-go. I mainly remember Pike as virtue personified in her role as Jane Bennet…
I remember reading an article about the border tunnels that disappear within a week's time. This puts a graver tint to the little I remember from that article. Damn you drugs.
Heavy subject matter aside, Sicario has to be one of the most visually pleasing of cartel movies. The clean lines and beautifully rendered nightscapes were unexpected delights for a type of movie that normally only promises gangbusting "free weapons" colored by a patriotic grit that cannot be bothered with…