Sunday, 10 April 2016
Quite pleased with myself that I successfully convinced the teenager to go see this, avoiding having to sit through Grumpy Voice vs Wooden Alien a second time. On the up side I got to take her to the cinema to see a film of intelligence that allows you to fill the gaps as the superb imagery and performances unfold before you. On the down side I had the film's carefuly consructed atmosphere of wonder and mystery repeatedly punctured by zingers such as 'I'm confused, who are the good guys and who are the bad guys?' and 'Why does he never smile?' whilst pointing at Michael Shannon.
You win some, you lose some.