Flat, wispy and drippy; innocuous but unmemorable. The Grinch here is less pissy old crab and more Boo Radley, a semi-recluse with enormous social anxiety and possible bipolar disorder. His self-confidence, not his heart, needs to grow three sizes.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Rather than a proper review, I'd like to address something I've been seeing a lot vis-a-vis this here movie. In other words, I'm about to break this shit down real small.
Great visual experience, but oh that ending! That seems to be a standard knock on Panos Cosmatos's sumptuous, thrilling sensory blast Beyond the Black Rainbow, to where even its champions feel like apologizing the last fifteen away. Nuts to that. Its ending is terrific, a sudden disorienting gearshift that…