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What makes Steve McQueen such a special director is his incredible eye for the subtle acts of human experience. It's the tight close ups of mouths quivering in fear, finger nails scrapping in confined anger, and simple angry looks. This is a film full of justified righteous anger but it's more contained than most.
The biggest reason this works is that it's a sole focus on a special kind of individual resistance through Frank Crichlow (portrayed absolutely brilliantly by Shaun…
A $100M Hitchcock homage running entirely off star power that still made it's money back. Like for all the flaws and the extended lenghts I miss something like this having the hardest chance to exist. It certainly falters on a second watch but I think Zemeckis' is very undervalued in his ability to hold tension and Ford gives I think his last great giving a shit performance until Force Awakens.
Hollywood Man: Okay George this is really simple Oscar bait stuff. Just show the parent's being super sad, slap some ugly makeup on the kid, and film in flat lighting and we'll all have Oscars by next year.
George Miller: Sounds good. I had a thought though. What if when the father learns of the disease we flash giant words super-imposed over his face and then have him collapse down the stairs clutching his chest like a Greek tragedy?