Darkest Hour ★½

Peaked early for me, in the first five minutes, as I saw Oldman laying in bed under a pound of latex, mumbling baby talk, and I thought of his performance in Hannibal. Now that should have won an Oscar... This is considerably less of an achievement... a characterization that consists almost entirely of bluster, taking us no closer to understanding Churchill as a personal or political figure despite two hours of aggressive proximity. Wright scarcely has a film to hang that performance on, resulting in an anodyne, drab, brown chamber drama that has no discernible purpose to exist beyond exploiting the Academy's known weakness for this sort of thing.