Bertrand Bonello’s quixotic, slow-burn genre film is political largely in the abstract.
Bonello discusses the intersection of pop culture and terrorism, Dawn of the Dead, and more.
The film suggests a contemporary vision, equal in weight and scale to George Romero’s Dawn of the Dead.
In the brutal response of authority, Bertrand Bonello offers a mirror image of the young radicals’ own actions.
There’s only so many times we can watch Gaspard Ulliel inhale downers and cigarette smoke until the numbness grows palpable.
Bonnello’s haunting, multi-layered visual tour de force gets a mediocre standard-definition release.
Not many films have ever approached the possibilities afforded by the slippery subjectivity of cinematic time so directly.