Still not Cars, but a huge improvement on Cars 2. Back to the warmth and depth of the original, or close, with a definite welling up around the eyes remembering the great Fabulous Paul Newman. Would have liked a bit more from the residents of Radiator Springs, but you can't have everything.
Oh for Christ’s sake, Ridley.
It’s a monster movie. Stop taking it all so fucking seriously. (Or do that a whole lot better.) You have incredible production design, a budget of squillions, a very able cast and a monster so genuinely iconic it still has the potential to shock. And apart from a jump or two, I spent this movie more or less blandly engaged, and never once properly tense or excited. Because you’ve decided it's all about god, or…
Technically astonishing and grippingly paced, with a terrifically tense score. Although the mesh of stories means you never quite get pulled body and soul into any one tale.
But that mesh is clearly part of the point, and it works very well. Branagh is in full Kenneth More/Richard Attenborough mode, and a worthy successor too. Rylance is, as ever, utterly believable. And the younger, less-known actors are all thoroughly credible too.
Yes, there are clichés here, but how could there not be, really? Elgar might seem a little unimaginative, but by golly it's still stirring.
And the dogfights. Breathtaking.