A bitter disappointment because, while it brings the dinosaurs, it fails to tell a solid story.
This is ruthlessly proficient entertainment filmmaking, and any human plunked into a theater will be powerless against it.
Wanders from MCU standards without completely losing the trail, and every strange cranny it finds proves enlivening.
A masterpiece? No. A Céline Dion biopic? Sort of. A vision you could never anticipate and may never see again? Completely.
A beautifully bloody empty shell, which is just enough for me.
Deep Water gets bogged down by familiar and pedantic elements of an erotic thriller that feels 65 years old.
A perfectly fine little film with engaging characters, parent-appealing cultural throwbacks, and the familiar message to embracing yourself.
Pokes at insecurities and comforts we can neither fully grasp nor avoid.
The Batman is, quite simply, a ponderous bore.
Soderbergh knows pacing and the technical aspects of filmmaking, but once he has to put that in the context of the wider world, he’s proven willing to sacrifice meaning for thrills.