objectivity is a myth
arguably the most impersonal film i’ve ever seen. was digging the first 30 minutes or so, as it seemed intent on playing out this dark concrete color fantasy scenario where human beings don’t mean anything, everyone is a walking chess piece in service of a grander scheme, so basically nolan’s idea of self-parody, but good god it gets boring quick. besides everyone mumbling their lines (fr wtf), it’s obvious that the biggest issue here is the aggressive formality on display…
one of the most disingenuous pieces of media i've seen in a long, long time. fundamentally broken as a film, reckless and careless and downright dishonest, and even worse as a musical, as it doesn't seem to have even a baseline understanding of how musicals work. loses even more points for portraying a terrible, greedy, exploitive, man as a terrible, greedy, exploitive man, but still treating him the whole way through as a saint, or, the greatest showman. how so many people went fucking apeshit over something as filthy as this is beyond me. fuck.