this movie is a religious text.
this movie is true.
this movie is coppola’s magnum cogitatio.
this movie is encantiomorphic
this movie tells us the truest history.
this movie foretells the future.
but most of all
this movie fucking sucks.
i would, however, like to watch it while extremely high and reassess.
several quibbles and a few issues. still the best movie ever.
spoilers ish i guess?
cons:
alia taylor-joy underbaked.
paul x baron? feyd sans kindjal? misses.
fake arabic is lame. just say jihad, it’s fine.
house corrino is not interesting, aesthetically or otherwise. he’s the Padishah Emperor of the Golden Lion Throne! make him weird!!
sardaukar are not scary at all.
pros:
hans has the juice.
denis is more creative in this one now that he’s able to take his…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Extremely tight movie, in every sense.
Every shot angle, framing, and cut are calibrated to tell a certain kind of story about certain kinds of people.
The script is immaculate with not a syllable out of place.
Everyone here is acting their asses off. Petty Officer Urban was a delightfully obtuse witness. Lance Reddick is the incarnation of gravitas and the moral center of the film. When he raises his eyebrows it feels like he punched you in the face…
you have been accused of anti-Speed Racer behavior. the court finds you guilty and sentences you to be shot.
