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I May Destroy You
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Poor title aside, there are subtleties to evey single character in this movie, which beautifully reflects the Female Gaze.
Utterly gorgeous set-pieces (and music) make this a must-see classic. The camera adores Tuesday Weld and the young Jennifer Connelly, though throughout, the movie is mysogynistic, and in some scenes savagely so. There are major continuity problems, and even with nearly four hours of run-time the screen the director, editor, and screenwriters couldn't seem to come up with a plot that makes sense.
Moves along nicely till the train-wreck of the third act, when too many writers and kibitzers obviously got into the script.
Softhearted buddy movie about two popes who are in fact deeply culpable, each in his own way, with the requisite magnificent Vatican pageantry.
All wonderful technique, cinematography, and set design. But the plot is silly. The physical travails this guy goes through before half-saving the day (while still standing) are utterly unrealistic, and especially the tumbling through the rapids and over the waterall. The movie is cloyingly sentimental. And what's with that woman with the infant (the only female in the whole movie) living in the massively fiery ruins while German soldiers run around shooting at Our Hero?