It is time.
Enjoy my latest entry in the SSIACCU (Spencer Steeby in a cubicle cinematic universe)
It is time.
Enjoy my latest entry in the SSIACCU (Spencer Steeby in a cubicle cinematic universe)
In April 2021, living in semi-isolation, I would wind down after a hard day of LinkedIn/job applications and tinder swiping by cracking open six cans of Carlsburg Danish Pilsner and watching Workaholics. This is the product of my headspace at that time.
Like a potluck where everyone’s cooking but the host of the party is killing the vibe. De Palma, Morricone, De Niro, and Connery are all bringing it to the table, but the realization that the lead authorial voice of this movie is Kevin Costner in essentially Prohibition-era proto-Field of Dreams took the wind out of my sails a bit. Mamet neutral. The stairs sequence is better out of context, and I wish Andy Garcia had more to do. But it’s one for the dads, and I can’t fault it for that.
Odessa steps being the obvious outlier, my biggest takeaway was how accessible and tightly linear the narrative on the ship itself is, even with the frenetic protagonistless (or rather mass-as-protagonist) approach. Bludgeoningly simple, and primarily for ideological reasons, but also necessarily so with this many moving parts in its construction.
Who let a movie this serious be this funny without diminishing the gravity of the situation
See what happens when you just let talented people do their thing?