Patrick Russell’s review published on Letterboxd:
David Fincher’s Tetro
Honestly it’s a little baggy and uninvolving (imo), but still gorgeous to look at from beginning to end. Lots of seemingly endless, somewhat wearying drunken monologues performed by Gary Oldman; an actor who's perhaps best utilized in supporting roles? 1930’s film buffs will likely get more mileage from this than most.
