a woman who possesses all the same qualities of strength and perseverance and duty that we're told in many a western story can make even the most drunk, violent and undeserving man into a rich hero exposes the injustice that they instead leave her lonely and forgotten. tommy lee jones directs the hell out of this, and loads it with beautiful compositions, harrowing detail and strange, calculated detours that depict a vast and indifferent cruelty towards women that briggs can maybe catch a brief glimpse of but never truly comprehend.
"there's monsters in the house."
"from this moment on, you will be free from your oppressors."
hyams takes the dtv martial arts ownage meets robotic killing machine slasher style he explored in Regeneration and amplifies it into full-on surreal horror abstraction. the pov home invasion opening (that kitchen door reveal!!) to brothel massacre is one of the hardest opening 20 mins to a movie i've ever seen and almost reminded me of zahler. what follows is a genuinely scary movie…
when they said wonder woman 1984 i thought they meant like neon colors and synths but they meant all the horrifying, reagan era geopolitics and middle eastern stereotypes. doesn't help that it also looks like shit and has no sense of character or pace, it can't even successfully recreate the clean action or lead chemistry that the first film had let alone attach them to some sort of story, the whole thing just bizarrely lumbers to its 5 minutes of…