The problem with Children of Men is that it’s too much of a performance and not enough of a movie.
It would be foolish to deny the supreme technical achievements of Children of Men.
Alfonso Cuarón’s virtuostic vision is laced with magical-realist touches and reflective of the constant flux that is the bane of so many refugee and immigrant lives.
The slim pickings in the extras department means fans of the film may want to save their allowance money and wait for the inevitable 2-disc edition.
A work of MTV-styled historical projection, King Arthur allows Guinevere to kick considerable ass-pity the film can’t do the same.