benton tarantella’s review published on Letterboxd:
“then who you fuck with?”
“i fuck with jesus, my lord and savior.”
a modern masterpiece
there is a way this story could have been told (and would have been told in lesser hands [james franco was attached to direct at one point, the bullet we dodged is gargantuan]) and it’s completely avoided here. what bravo does instead is create this softly lit world that feels like a fairytale, one growing more twisted by the second. everything about zola the film encompasses the truly chaotic nature of social media in a way that films before it have never been able to capture. from the music to the camera movements to the cameras used to the sound design.
it’s funny, it’s biting, it’s inventive and it’s about to have a whole lot of sons