horrible. this adaptation has none of the tension of the novel. it rips up the original careful plot, the slowly unfolding mystery, and pieces it together in straight lines and finger paint for expedience and easy digestion.
edmond dantès would never give a monologue about his revenge plot, and yet we get this constant exposition about what he will do and why. the count of the book was complicated and no one knew his secrets or his next move (including…
delightful! though i wish we could have increased renate’s wig budget a teensy bit, the act-two bob era was thirsty
my biggest problem with civil war is that it’s ostensibly about the power of images and journalism, and yet garland undercuts that thesis with baffling choices. what is this forest fire scene? he reaches into the easiest grab bag of americana-in-decay to make these supposedly great pictures (a downed helicopter in a jc penny parking lot; a kid with multicolored hair sniping in a rural all-year christmas park). we’re meant to believe this is the grand political statement itself, that a war…
