Few films can truly capture that electric sensation you get when you know something is wrong, that tingling of the hairs on the back of your neck. Even fewer can sustain that feeling for 3 hours and some change.
First and foremost, I am not saying there’s any veracity to the claims this film makes. While Oliver Stone definitely subscribes to more ludicrous notions about this topic than most (maybe more than anyone), I do think it’s important to note…
An incredible portrait of a terrifying man. The part that was most illuminating though is that it shows just how charismatic and charming he could be. Amin had this great big smile that a boyish laugh that could disarm you if you weren’t careful. Even when he seems just as surprised to hear what’s coming out of his mouth as we are, you find that it doesn’t ruin his momentum because he just never stops. It’s almost endearing in a…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I feel like if you asked Francis Ford Coppola what this movie is about he would lean in close and lock eyes with you as he gravely whispered “everything”.
It’s a movie that seems to defy categorization. It’s a movie that is the product of decades of inspiration, a complete lack of studio supervision, and what seems to be one of the most chaotic shoots to grace film history. This movie is what ethos and pathos looks like to the…
There’s a lot to love here. I was a big fan of how muted the colors were. It was almost a color movie in black and white, similar to Michael Radford’s 1984. I also really enjoyed how the camera would often times wait for the characters to come into frame or move ahead of them and stop, as if it knows their fate and remains one step ahead of them in the same way Ellen’s clairvoyance portends the horrific future.…
