Shutter Island ★★★★½

My god, those final 20 minutes. “Which would be worse, to live as a monster or die as a good man?” Extraordinary aperitivo in Scorsese’s late period regret trilogy, with SILENCE as the stiff gin cocktail and THE IRISHMAN as the fernet digestif. Robert Richardson shoots this like a Klimt fever dream, high contrast Technicolor flourishes subsumed by the blotchy greys and blues on the island—a lighted mind dimmed by personal darkness. I don’t think we appreciate Marty enough and he’s the most overpraised filmmaker of the last half-century. And Leo the signature actor. As in ANNIHILATION and THE LIGHTHOUSE (duh), a lighthouse once again rears it’s pointed head as the arbiter of doom.