The Brutalist picks off right where The Pianist ends and gives you a brief respite from Adrien Brody’s escape from the Nazis before he is dropped into the furnace that is post World War II America.
Once we hit the intermission, I was feeling so glad I watched this in the theater, excited to discuss the film with my girlfriend, who sat to my right during the film. After the conclusion of the second half, I felt like I needed…
