I appreciate Kubrick's sardonic and biting anti-Vietnam war commentary, but every time I watch this I hope I'll like the second half more.
I never do.
Wind River seemingly checked all the boxes for me. Dark, small-town crime thriller set in an isolated, blizzard-battered stretch of countryside starring Elizabeth Olsen and written and directed by the writer of Hell or High Water? Sign me the fuck up!
But as I finally got around to watching Wind River, I noticed an annoying pattern. Every 10 to 15 minutes, the movie would screech to a halt. Cue the same sorrowful violin dirge and strap in for another monologue…
"All we did is survive."
Dunkirk reminded me why I loved Christopher Nolan movies. I was lukewarm at best on The Dark Knight Rises and Interstellar, his last two flicks, and that bled over into my desire to see Dunkirk. But I'm glad I finally did, because fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Nolan is one of the best visual storytellers in the game. There can't be more than 10 minutes' worth of dialogue in this entire movie, and it didn't need it.…
Mildred Hayes wants justice. Well, scratch that. She wants someone to blame for the rape and murder of her daughter. And in Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri, finding someone to blame for all the bad shit happening in your life seems equal enough to justice.
So she starts with the police department responsible for catching rapists and murderers in this small midwestern town. Mildred's easy to root for; she's been through more hardship than most, yet she doesn't take any…