After an exhilarating start, Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu’s furious take on our current state of affairs doesn’t go deep enough, neutralizing its anger with a turn that may or may not make the satire more palatable.
Giuseppe Tornatore’s artful documentary about the celebrated King of Cashmere is almost as chancy as the Italian designer, Brunello Cucinelli’s life has been.
This hugely entertaining, multi dimensional thriller is one only Steven Spielberg could have made. Because, even though this questioning of our place in the universe is decidedly of our moment, the movie also feels like the third leg of a trilogy he started with E.T. and Close Encounters of the Third Kind.