The film is an awkward mix of swashbuckling love story and polemic, painted in very broad strokes.
The film is at once enabled and hindered by its utter strangeness, an intrinsic quality surely exacerbated in its English-language release.
It’s at this point we had to ask ourselves, “Is Argo really going to end up a two-Oscar Best Picture winner?”
Blergh. Weeks ago I dreamed a dream where all the particulars of my presently contentious relationship with Anne Hathaway were manifest.