The film evinces neither the visceral pleasures of noir nor the precision to uncover deeper thematic resonances.
Paramount’s Blu-ray, which is most notable for its reference-level soundtrack, stays true to the film’s mutative beauty.
Even the depiction of how they waver during Wimbledon final fails to tie into the larger portrait of their rivalry.
Alex Garland’s film gets momentum from the deeper it pushes into the uncertainties of ecology and the self.
It stages its claims through clunky dramaturgical scenarios, with the seams exposed at every turn.