The rating is either 5-stars (if it’s of the highest quality/a work of art) or like (if it’s a good film/a joy).
In awe with Fincher, he’s just the best in his job. From a technical point alone (who cares), Mank is one of the most exceptionally directed films I’ve ever seen.
As for its heart and soul, in the first hour or so I was not sure whether it is that special. In the end though? Deserves that big M word which I’m so afraid to write; I need to let that warm, embracing, full filling Cinematic tipsiness sink in for…
Rationalism and moral relativism vs faith, progressive vs absurd, new world vs old world. Malmkrog was an out of nowhere tremendous, thunderous, colossal cinematic experience that I couldn’t see it coming.
It’s not just the wonderful and top mise en scene since The Assassin, or the painstaking detail its fabric is made of or the immaculate staging out of a Tarkovsky film (I can’t believe I’m saying this), or the sociopolitically phenomenal era and place Cristi Puiu chose to kaleidoscopically…