Christopher Nolan's much ballyhooed art-action blockbuster may not have saved Hollywood as predicted but it sure captures the mood of the anxiety-ridden year of 2020. The story follows a secret agent as he becomes involved in the fight to defeat a constantly mutating world threatening menace. The experience of time becomes different than it was and anytime someone tries to explain what's happening it just gets more confusing. Everyone's safety is dependent on the whims of a self-absorbed rich guy with anger management problems who's mean to his employees and wife. An alternate title could have been Doomscrolling.
Not so much screaming-over-the-top bizarre as fully invested in the stoner-metal mythology that inspires it imagery, and willing to follow that mythology all the way to Valhalla. Which is maybe the same thing? Anyways, I really enjoyed it. Nicholas Cage chews the psychedelic scenery as perhaps no other actor could, and for once a movie is there to meet him and share the kool-aid. Recommended!
A woozily punchdrunk rock'n'roll Sweet Smell of Success, set in early 1980s Berlin.
Dennis Hopper plays a seedy producer who makes increasingly nonsensical, often seemingly unnecessary, moves to force his indifferent ingenue, a floppy-haired new wave dandy, to prominence in a scene dominated by surly punk rockers and corporate muzak purveyors.
While the locations and styles of the film in retrospect look pretty awesome, the real reason to see the movie is for Hopper's monstrous central performance. Acting through a…