Maybe this isn't a great George Miller impression but it sure is a great Donald G. Jackson.
Probably not quite as good as I'm rating it but there's great stuff in here. The drama itself isn't all-together engaging and is marred by passages of indifference, though it's a testament to Ejiofor's performance that it remains compelling at all despite said bland sections. It's also a film that tries to tackle too much, or perhaps it doesn't realize quite how much it's trying to take on, and yet the best/most interesting sections feel tossed aside too quickly to really have much of an impact.
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me..."
Malick's most profound film to date? Continuing down the rabbit hole that he began upon his return to cinema with The Thin Red Line and then reaching its peak of accessibility (though I use the term lightly) with The Tree of Life before breaking narrative down even further with To The Wonder, Knight of Cups is a film…
A cold and tense storm of a film that builds and builds up to a point past release. It's a world populated by characters who are cruel, broken, and disappointed but put up walls to hide those aspects from those closest to them only for them to slowly be torn down as the film moves forward. I used to think of Ceylan as the new Tarkovsky, but this is very much in the spirit of Bergman. A wonderful film that stands as one of the best of this year.