Returning to Letterboxd to say… IMMACULATE.
If you programmed a computer to analyze Best Picture nominees across time and algorithmically generate its ideal 90s Best Picture out of the corpses of those films, The Cider House Rules is what you’d get.
This is a film that manages to be thematically and emotionally hollow, whole still managing to be super gross and manipulative. That this got nominated over the piles of great films in ‘99 is truly a thing.
Anyway. The Cider House does not rule, and the rules of the Cider House show up for maybe five seconds of the film, so there you go.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Beautiful and everything I have ever hoped for. I've had complicated feelings about this series since the beginning, and while I respected the first film on a technical level, it left me emotionally cold and frustrated at what felt like an incongruous mean streak towards a population of faceless canon fodder. I also struggled with what felt to me like a Fine copy of anime and HK action aesthetics, and at the time I admit that people treating what was…