Man, men are terrible.
Pretty much what you'd expect from Iannucci. It's devilishly funny with a great cast delivering reliable work. It is a little too chaotic for its own good and there's pretty much no emotional substance to the characters so they're difficult to invest in as individuals (what am I supposed to feel during Stalin's funeral). You just kinda watch from a distance...
I think Yorgos Lanthimos is Wes Anderson's evil twin brother.
I love them both dearly.
While I loved this enough based on execution and experience alone, I adore the way it explores the vicious cycle of justice and vengeance. It's a deeply unsettling film, made especially brilliant by the veiled insincerity of every character all the time. I'm on board for whatever Lanthimos does.