Christopher Nolan’s war movie is predictably epic, but thankfully eschews the glorification and patriotism that often makes this genre so uncomfortable. Of course, the alternative is equally as difficult to watch – just in a completely different way.
Baby Driver is the kind of action movie I’ve been missing. The genre usually seems so tired and repetitive, and this is something new. While the ‘get the girl and get out’ theme is nothing original, the musical backdrop and the tireless commitment to rhythm definitely are.
As buzz about Netflix’s Making of a Murderer series keeps growing and theories about its subjects’ innocence or guilt swirl around, I’m pulled back once again to the documentary that complicated my entire outlook on guilt and justice.
This is one of those movies that everyone should see.
Reviews of this epic based on the true story behind Moby Dick are mixed – but personally, I’m entranced. Intense, well-paced and complex, it combines blockbuster action with interpersonal politics, the guilt and moral turbulance attached to survival in the face of a disaster, and that most fatal, inescapable of human flaws – greed.
This is always my policy with movie reviews, but just to reiterate – don’t worry, fellow denizens of the universe. No spoilers ahead.