I can be a tough critic to please sometimes, but I get especially grinchy during the holiday crunch when awards season group-think forces me to seek out prestige-courting biopics and true-to-life narratives for which I'd gladly have waited. In the ten days since I first set eyes upon Todd Hayne's exquisite Carol, I've struck out thrice with other Globe/BFCA heavies Trumbo, The Danish Girl, and The Big Short; All of them capitalizing on year-end kudos, whether or not they should.
On the other hand, you could say it isn't necessary to understand high finance to understand the movie. The characters are
well defined and performed, but then the script does nothing with them.
Only Carell's character has any semblance of an arc. The cast interactions are
entertaining for half an hour, after which it starts landing far fewer
laughs than it intends.
Okay. I'm ready for some more fiction now, please.