4.3? Really? Nothing surprises me anymore with the absolute state of the Letterboxd Top 250 compared to IMDb's own cringeworthy but less ideologically captured aggregation, but I think the resounding praise for this on here speaks to how green the average A24 devotee is when it comes to cinema. This felt like a movie that would be inducted to the Criterion Collection after the summer of 2020.
Anyway, to make some actual criticisms, there's an overreliance on licensed pop songs…
An incredibly dated, over-the-top hagiographic Reddit atheist biopic of a contemptible individual, trading in straw men, disingenuous "But depictions of violence!" whataboutisms, uniparty free-country platitudes, rose-colored, bougie fantasies of what prostitution looks like, and cringeworthy "Then everybody clapped" moments. Watch if you want to see the religious right get owned epic style with facts and logic and the Constitution. I'm curious, what did free speech warriors Larry Flynt, Alan Isaacman, and anyone involved in making this fraudulent movie have to…
"Damn, I missed the stop."
"Why?"
"Because God hates me."
"No she doesn't."
I had to think about that exchange for a solid ten seconds. My first impression was that Pitt said the name of some character, maybe Gata, who hadn't been introduced, or that the recording of Bullock's voice over the earpiece was intentionally garbled. Then I realized what was happening.
One of the most annoying movies I've seen in a theater (I didn't pay, for the record). Nearly…
If you have inner monologues, then this film is frankly not for you.
About as provocative and invigorating as one could expect from anything associated with Joe and Anthony Russo.
