I am love.
Ok FINE I’ll bite: a whiny movie made by a whiny little baby whose main goal was to sneak in one last cry for attention before being washed away by time. A film for people (but mostly film people) who believe cinema was born in America and will die in its hands; more egregiously takes the easy way out by inserting the Manson family as a last-minute punching bag. So passive in its conversation that it almost becomes offensive—scratch that,…
remained mostly indifferent up until the point that Cuaron decided to narrativize the corpus christi massacre as some cheap pop-spectacle inconvenience to further strongarm the audience's emotional response. writing off this v important piece of history is highly suggestive of the authorial intent here; plain and simple, this is basically 2018's version of forrest gump. beyond deplorable
the only silver lining is that it momentarily reinvigorated my interest in Lav Diaz