Tried alcohol to see if it would make sense this time. Didn’t work.
Hard to articulate the eeriness of watching such utter destruction set to classical music like some kind of horrific opera, harder still to imagine a scene more like a literal hell on earth.
The interviews with survivors of the war, brief but harrowing, don’t let you forget that when the gushing well of money and power ignites, it’s always the everyday people who get burnt.
Mostly enjoyable but never manages to reach the high expectations I had going in.
The leads are strong — Ruffalo is convincing as a soft-spoken yet determined cop who becomes increasingly exasperated by a series of setbacks. He works well alongside Gyllenhaal too, who stood out as the heart of the film for me, even if his Graysmith’s awkward earnestness becomes (ironically) cartoonish at times. It’s also no surprise Downey Jr was cast as Sherlock Holmes after this portrayal of…