Danny Strong’s film suggests dramatic Tetris, and it leeches J.D. Salinger and his process of any mystery.
Jóhann Jóhannsson’s score is just one of many elements that conjure a relentlessly terrifying realm of despair.
A relentless stream of twists and turns that exude neither imagination in their craftsmanship nor moral revulsion in their implications.
The rambling conversations and endless wandering through nature could let the film pass for a filler episode of Lost.
Nora Ephron imbues the film with a self-awareness that remains rewarding in spite of its contradictions.
The top-notch packaging reveals Argo for what it really is: less a nail-biting chamber-piece character drama and more a coolly realized, wildly reckless, actioner.
Ben Affleck’s film emerged from Toronto as virtually every pundit’s Best Picture frontrunner, its grand reception topping off a heap of baity ingredients.