no ghosts, just v i b e s
and a little ghosts
Absolutely my cinematic comfort food: brisk, propulsive, a little dumb and eager to please. Can't believe I hadn't seen it before, honestly.
(It's probably a 3, but gets an extra half-star for the Rendezvous shoutout in the intro and the briefly nude Marion Cotillard. I'm a simple fellow of simple pleasures.)
An undeniably fascinating, knotty story about the Holocaust and deception and memory and belief, undone somewhat by a curiously flat telling. I'm not sure how a film pulls off being too matter-of-fact and too sensationalist at the same time, and yet.
Dumb fun that does exactly what it sets out to do. Alexandra Daddario's Crazy Eyes get a thorough workout, and it's always nice to see Johnny Knoxville pop up unexpectedly.