The film never manages to reconcile the enormity of the Holocaust with how ordinary a bureaucrat Eichmann was.
One may wonder whether Per Fly would have been better served by making a documentary about the oil-for-food scandal.
Yes, deep down, even brutal war criminals like the one played by Ben Kingsley are people too.
This is a cerebral, 25-year-old film that follows the blueprint for today’s endless glut of superhero movies.
Writer-director David Michôd’s film renders existential crises of American entitlement dull and tedious.
More conspicuous than its rote melodrama is the way the film elides the concurrent genocide of ethnic Armenians by Ottoman forces.
It’s difficult to begrudge a film that has the good sense to put so much stock in Ben Kingsley’s hammy theatrics.
Disney’s exceptional, gorgeous update of Rudyard Kipling’s adventure classic is one of the studio’s best films in a generation.
Favreau draws heavily on his film’s animated predecessor for plot, characterizations, and more, but doesn’t know how to fit these familiar elements into his own coherent vision.
In order to make the walk, and in order for it to matter to him, Philippe Petit has to comprehend it as real and impossible. Robert Zemeckis teaches us the same lesson.