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Genuinely shocked at the overwhelmingly positive reception this has garnered.
This has some of the worst writing I've seen in a minute — I know I'm about four years removed from high school, but the dialogue these characters are given is consistently eye-roll-worthy and unrealistic. There is no emotional resonance whatsoever, which is particularly criminal considering what this film is about. The pacing is off and the plot is messy not in a mirroring-the-content type of way but in a…
The narrative structure is a bit dubious and it’s potentially overlong, but it really doesn’t even matter. This is simply phantasmic — swelling, soaring, strident, stunning homage. I can see how this is abrasive to many, but I think its lack of lacquer works so immensely. I also don’t think calling this a love letter to cinema is wholly accurate; it’s an observance of film. And how seriously Babylon takes this medium — how clearly it loves it — and the film’s…