Despite its achievements the circumstances of the production have hampered the result here. So frequently the actors are in a frame alone that it's a miracle it works at all. The AK bit somehow manages up-to-snuffness. Dhanush and SAK are very strong as usual. Nonetheless I spent a fair bit staring into the empty space everywhere; I guess I just can't get over the lost potential here. We saw the escalations
of TWMR and Zero; ALR is still a fully mature artist dreaming about new views of humanity and its recoveries.
Don't Look Up
The 90s disaster movie isn't dead yet, though this newest version is a bit tougher to chew. The actors carry the weight of the today's moral imperatives. Time to throw hissy fits when your peers are retarded. Time to discuss the role of media. We get a clear and staunch best actor performance from Leo and a JLaw lost in the plague of abstracted anger. The Blanchett is servicable, the Hill oddly fitting, and the Chalamet is a continuation of the bit. A dinner date with death for all those cast, hands held together awaiting grace--a nice touch from McKay.Karnan
The mask stares at me in my sleep. I have an increasingly feeble handle on this movie. Dhanush tries to save his village--what else? A bus stop in name only.
Wheel of Fortune and Fantasy
Memory is not without its failures; I found the third part inequal to its counterparts. I fondly recall the professor and his student balancing on the edges of art, desperation, and love. I enjoy the observed luxuries of comparatively minor source material.Love Story
The
star-son himself wrought onto the screen with a Zumba-girl. What am I thinking nearly skipping Virata Parvam?
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