The ultimate example for me of a movie being both incredibly hilarious and deeply serious. Not alternately, but simultaneously. One of the most unique tonal accomplishments.
Just to keep it simple: I hate this movie.
Now, it's a weird thing to hate a movie that so many other people love. It's not just that they love it. Marriage Story apparently provokes a strong emotional catharsis in them. And I get it. We watch movies, read books, listen to music, go to museums, etc., in search of that kind of experience. The one that will make us cry. The one that will take our messy and abstract…
This is what happens when you let film bros make movies. So bombastic it can’t even show establishing shots of New York City without intrusive percussion and overwhelming music.
Brady Crobet just turned 30 this year. But this is a movie very much still steeped in the sensibilities of a 20-something cinephile. You know, the kind of guy whose highest praise for a film is that it is a “fucking masterpiece.”
Crobet is clearly trying to make his “fucking masterpiece”…