The 355 is an unambitious action film, and no one involved did much to make it interesting.
It’s a movie from a filmmaker who’s sat with herself for much longer, sorted some things out, and is working in a culture that’s just beginning to catch up to her.
A bland romance at the center of an often stunning film.
Miranda gets across a deep, earnest appreciation of Larson, Garfield plunges into the melodrama, and the film becomes a fitting homage to a man whose work is both important and worthy of critique.
“I don’t have a very good answer for you.” Uncertainty is the core of The…
No, the myth that superhero movies have to choose between being bombastic, money-making productions or contemplative allegories is just that, a myth, and Zhao had the potential to bring the false dichotomy crashing down. Unfortunately, the picture she’s made may just reinforce it.
Instead of delivering glorious sandworms it just lies there like a slug, and it isn’t even in self-defense..
It’s full of hope for everything [Hansen-Løve] loves and goodwill for what she lets slip away.
Even with this less than glorious landing, the sheer swing of such an off-kilter structure that still lavishes in all the expensive trappings of castles, gowns, and armaments is such a novelty that it’s hard to resist admiring it.
This is how you put people to sleep, if you’re lucky enough not to piss them off.