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Returned from seeing Oppenheimer in 70mm at Lincoln Center. It was brilliant. I can always tell if a movie works for me - when I get a shiver down the spine. And I got about four of those shivers during this film. It's a film - that changed my mind about a few things, made me see something from another perspective, and in a weird way changed me a bit. In short it kind of blew me away at times.
More detailed review to follow after I have time to digest it.
I cried during it. And it changed how I viewed the scientists during the Manhattan Project ( I no longer find myself judging or condemning the scientists for creating the bomb - I get it now, and am not unconvinced I wouldn't have done the same thing in their shoes), and the White House (doesn't come out well at all - I wanted to smack Truman), nor do the government, nor for the most part the Military.
It's also an excellent indictment of fascism, male hubris, ego, and our increasingly toxic male culture from a male perspective. In a weird way - I'd say it was a feminist film, but from a male perspective. ( Which is interesting consider Barbie is an indictment of the toxic male culture from the female perspective and feminist from the female perspective. There's something to be said for seeing both films back to back. *[I didn't. And will most likely wait for Barbie to show up on streaming for reasons I won't bore you with.])
Below is a regrettably phallic photo of the Empire State Building Lit up at night - I saw it on my way home from the movie. I had to change trains at 34th Street Herald Square - which involved getting out of the subway tunnel, walking past Macy's shopping district a block or two, and down into another subway to catch the F train. It was about an hour and ten minutes to Lincoln Center from my home.
More detailed review to follow after I have time to digest it.
I cried during it. And it changed how I viewed the scientists during the Manhattan Project ( I no longer find myself judging or condemning the scientists for creating the bomb - I get it now, and am not unconvinced I wouldn't have done the same thing in their shoes), and the White House (doesn't come out well at all - I wanted to smack Truman), nor do the government, nor for the most part the Military.
It's also an excellent indictment of fascism, male hubris, ego, and our increasingly toxic male culture from a male perspective. In a weird way - I'd say it was a feminist film, but from a male perspective. ( Which is interesting consider Barbie is an indictment of the toxic male culture from the female perspective and feminist from the female perspective. There's something to be said for seeing both films back to back. *[I didn't. And will most likely wait for Barbie to show up on streaming for reasons I won't bore you with.])
Below is a regrettably phallic photo of the Empire State Building Lit up at night - I saw it on my way home from the movie. I had to change trains at 34th Street Herald Square - which involved getting out of the subway tunnel, walking past Macy's shopping district a block or two, and down into another subway to catch the F train. It was about an hour and ten minutes to Lincoln Center from my home.