Wow this was so much worse than I expected and my expectations weren't even high to begin with. It opens with like 40 minutes of straight info dumping transitions into a way too early and unearned mandatory main character death to add stakes and from then on we only get two big setpieces, ittedly both good (though the plane one is def way better), but they're surrounded by the most generic spy mumbo jumbo delivered in rotating form by the…

It's repetitive to say how relevant it is today but really I'd add that while the commentary it makes on the eternal human desire for entertainment as escape and how the powers that be can exploit that (whether through organized religion before or now through capitalism which makes for an especially morally corrupt version of entertainment that's of the highest quality) is still relevant we're not even shocked now when any of this is pointed out to us, because 50…

Ya. So fucking good.

Anyways, I've been grappling lately with the role of art and media in society and whether it's possible to keep creating it and consuming it even though we know it probably maintains the status quo more than anything at this point. This movie feels like a direct answer to that. It does, but we should still keep doing it because it's not the root of the evil. Among the many themes this successfully balances, this stood…