An absolute failure as an adaption. The first film had its flaws but was at least true to the spirit of the work. Chapter Two reinvents the novel as a corporate fake woke message about acceptance and friendship. In stark contrast to the book’s bitter portrayel of innocence lost. All of the weird cosmic elements of the book are either ignored or reduced to something barely recognizable. I should have known when Chapter One ended with the kids beating the shit out…

I never thought I’d find a movie that seamlessly melds two of my favorite aesthetics: cold haunted austere formalism (Haneke, Aster, Kubrick) and lyrical pseudo-vérité realism (Safdies, Baker, Kiarostami) but Glazer was able to do just that. 

I’m trying to write this review but just keep writing and deleting incoherent paragraphs heaping on praise. So I’ll just say this: if you’re interested in a nearly silent, plotless, philosophical sci-fi horror film, with an amazing lead performance, a form that pushes the…