I don’t get paid enough to like movies this much.
I’m not sure there’s an established director less suited to making a film about journalism than Wes Anderson. The man has never been one for social commentary. I dare say his shallow nature is what we love about him when he’s at his best. The French Dispatch, however, is him at his worst.
There’s hardly a hint of life coming from this thing. Each of the three stories are fairly compelling in premise, but Anderson drowns out any possible depth…
The hype for this is a psyop, right?
I hesitate to call Dune an ‘empty spectacle’ because that would imply that there is something to spectate. This is an utterly draining experience that alternates between dull world building and contrived character beats that go nowhere. I felt absolutely nothing for any of these people. The entire cast is sluggish but Timothée Chalamet is the one who really falls on his ass. His line deliveries are unbearable. He sounds perpetually tuned…