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This movie holds up so well. It’s lightning in a bottle, but damn if it all doesn’t come together beautifully. Easily one of the best adventure movies of the 21st century.
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Between this and Hereditary, I’m confident saying I’m not an Ari Aster fan. On a technical level, his skill is undeniable, but it lacks artistry. Everything he does is painfully self-aware and there’s no empathy for his characters. The deaths of family members are exploited and crassly used for shock value with minimal reckoning. He’s made two movies that are ostensibly about unimaginable grief, and yet they both get bogged down in mythological bullshit. By the end, you’re no longer focused on the protagonist because of some threatening cultish other. Spare me.
I went into Rocketman expecting to like it, but I absolutely loved it. The film, in addition to being marvelously directed with showstopping renditions of Elton John’s songs, takes its biggest liability—the well-worn tropes of the music biopic—and turns them into an asset, letting go of a specific history of John and instead trying to channel the spirit of his story. Rather than build up a myth, John, who served as an EP on the film, lets Rocketman tear him…