The advance reporting was that Chris Rock had an idea for a Saw sequel, and that mentioning it to the studio set the film in motion. Based on the finished product, Rock’s idea seems to have been: put me in a Saw sequel.

Rock is one of the funniest humans who’s ever lived but he’s never seemed at home in a movie, especially in a leading role. His acting skills just aren’t there. The apparent solution to that problem here…

This movie utterly destroyed me. I am destroyed. I am in small pieces, scattered on the ground. It is a wonderful feeling.

It seems paradoxical that something can be so subtle and so powerful at the same time.

The way Adèle Haenel can hint at an expression, and convey its emotion without ever actually going there, is simply astonishing.

Noémie Merlant embodies a level of self-awareness here that will inspire me for the rest of my days. Seeing her composure…