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The triumph of Foxcatcher is not in the subject but in its art. The clear-eyed compassion and moral intelligence of Miller's film brings sense to the senseless, and finds the human pulse behind the tabloid shock.
Even if you don't know the details of this real-life, late-20th-century tragedy, director Bennett Miller's masterfully observed psychological study is imbued with a sense of an inevitable, catastrophic meltdown.
Pretty-boy Tatum impresses in every way. While it might not be a stretch for the strapping actor to play an athlete, it is a revelation to see how much he physically transforms into the hulking wrestler ...
Miller (who in his previous two films, Capote and Moneyball, showed a similar interest in the power machinations of lonely, obsessive outsiders) doesn't need a lot of dialogue or backstory to create a haunting mood of tension and menace.
It's rare to see an American movie that explores, let alone acknowledges, the class system in this country, or one that gets so far inside the abyss of the ethic that drives so many men to succeed -- and to implode when they don't.
Punishingly long, the movie insists that viewers spend more than two over-deliberate hours with a man whose pathology could be sketched in a few minutes. In sports, what Foxcatcher does is called "running out the clock."
Steve Carell offers a tour de force of slow-burning menace. Foxcatcher, one of the year's very best films, exposes the diseased underbelly of American exceptionalism and knocks the ground out from under you.
It's understandable that Bennett Miller should have been fascinated by the du Pont-Schultz case and wanted to make a film from it. But sometimes the defense of "based on a true story" evades both the real facts and their fictional potential.
It's an amalgam of dramatic all-American themes including ambition, paranoia, greed and the ice cubes in the blood that fuel the ruthless pursuit of success in the competitive world of sports. Color it hair-raising.
Once Miller lays all his cards on the table ... you realize you haven't been watching people struggling with the very real temptations of unchecked privilege, so much as fumbling blindly in a glib, gloomy satire of American exceptionalism.