The last 18 or 24 months have been epically horrendous for people with any type of residual brain-stem interest in well-crafted, intelligent, meaningful cinematic experiences. The above poster signifies a lovely exception. However, its title has very much been the guiding motto for going to theaters the last dozen and more months, unfortunately. You go there and nothing happens, at least not at the level of basic neurological activity; just a few stimuli for your retina&tympanon, that’s the grand sum total. Unfortunately it was not at all a case of simplex sigillum veri…
Notable exceptions: Exit through the Gift Shop, Departures, Inception [more or less], Shutter Island [more so], The American.
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