War sucks, I guess. Just as I suspected.
One of my favorite uses of the extended oner is the ending dream sequence in Long Day’s Journey Into Night, a hallucinatory half-hour. Which makes sense because at a certain point 1917 didn’t make me feel immersed so much as it made me feel sleepy.
Some nice moments, though. I really liked the slow reveal of the British soldiers sitting among the trees as a man sang.
I never understand trench warfare.…