This is Cooke’s directorial debut, though he arrives to film from a storied and successful career in theatre. During the film’s initial stages, with its bright and unshowy establishing sequences buoyed by much admirably detailed production design, the switch from stage to screen is all but unnoticeable. Yet by the film’s protracted, cosmically overwrought climax, you can almost see the footlights as the actors do their thing. It’s mostly told in flashback, detailing how the happy couple reached this juncture of high anxiety.
Lighting the touchpaper on this year's Venice competition with maniacal aplomb, Birdman or The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance (to give the film its full title) is a wickedly subversive, riotously funny intertextual psycho-odyssey that doesn't so much play fast-and-loose with cinematic convention as spit directly into its face.
Rather than a proper review, we've posted a list of 20 things that aren't quite as bad as PAUL BLART: MALL COP 2:
1. Twin hangnails.
2. Biting into a piece of fruit you discover to be rotten, then realise you’re too hungry to care so swallow the spoiled produce. This causes a work absence of four days.
3. When you’re grating cheese, you look away from the serrated edge when you think you’ve got a grove going, and then you slice off the top of your thumb at the joint.