I *really* want to like this one (and there are some great elements to it) but, boy, does Andrea Berloff's direction really whiff it here. There's an extreme lack of clarity to the script that is surprising for her--no definition of the plot's engine, no explanation for what exactly these women offer for protection besides "we'll do it better" with ZERO proof, and no sense of moral balance to the plethora of grotesque violence. At one point later in the…
I've struggled to summarize my feelings with Once Upon a Time in Hollywood, partly because it's so aggressively avoiding any semblance of plot, but also because it's not much of a traditional movie (a great irony, I know, given it's all about "the movies").
Tarantino clearly adores his subjects as they encapsulate all of his previous subjects, and he relishes in little moments of their lives. There's no shortage of scenes of characters driving around listening to the radio and…
This was either the deepest or dumbest movie I've seen in a while. I think they mean the same thing, right? I can't tell. My theory is that The Counselor must be Ridley Scott's revenge for anyone who criticized Prometheus last year.
If you've seen the trailer, you already know too much. I don't mean that in the spoiler sense. You actually already know more than the entire two hour film will reveal.
It looks pretty, though.
Not since Her have I been so enamored with a film that I specifically sought it out to rewatch in theaters. There's something alluring about Bennett Miller's latest--a film of towering personalities suffering in suffocating silence.
It's the ultimate character study, which is a style of narrative I don't normally gravitate to. What's so successful here is its almost complete reliance on subtext. While others have called the film slow, I appreciated any moment to breath merely to soak in…