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Incredible; I'm still reeling! This is a two-hour long harmonization of vehicular warfare, deeply inspective character arcs, and a re-inventive style seeping through all of it. This coupled with its retroactively installed prequel Furiosa make for a true classic action series, releasing in front of our eyes.
Miller's combination of practical effects and top-level creative usage of CGI really set a new precedent for what we should know that the medium is capable of. Every detail of the oxymoronically vibrant…
I'm not sure I've ever been personally impressed on by a piece of media more than I have by this. The combination of a comprehensive exposé of human insecurity and a seminal, defining auterial style creates a coalescence of pure cinema. This is a unique case of something that proficiently concludes an ongoing saga, while also standing on its own prominence. Something deeply personal, that can also speak to the heart of a condition we're all afflicted with.
Some really interesting sequences, but too many disengaging elements. The inconsistency could be more forgiven, but this also felt like a less ambitious entry from Fincher.
Obsession consumes, as an indifferent populace traverses over the remnants of those consumed. The horror depicted is the duality of being overtaken by an all-important pursuit, yet able to disappear without disturbance. A shame that it looks like a cheap reboot smothered this a bit; this iteration is an absolutely wrenching thriller evoking fear out of normalcy.
Some people are only in our lives for a moment, but the impact they imprint when they leave can stay at our sides forever. Depictions of these interactions, these relationships, hold a fairly specific place in my heart; Blue is the latest of such to really make its mark on me.
There's a persistent care applied to all elements of the film that grounds the deliberate portrayal of love and letting go -- stately wide shots that manage to carry…
An extremely enigmatic experience from Fincher; you can see how it got its infamous reputation as a masterpiece to defenders of toxic masculinity and aggression, yet really does some great stuff. Norton and Pitt both give really enrapturing performances, Pitt's persona filling the screen. Norton was brazen, at times to the level of being in your face, but had some great visual acting. It feels like Fincher poses a slew of ideas without really diving into any of them, allowing…