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Good Performances Trapped in Self-Satisfied Filmmaking

I liked it and it’s clearly above average, but Best Picture winner? Not for me at 6.5/10. This is exactly why I’m skeptical of the Oscars… they reward pretentious stuff.

Michael Keaton acts really well, bringing real vulnerability to his desperate actor. Edward Norton is even better, stealing scenes as the insufferable method actor. The one-take technical trick is impressive.

But the movie has serious pacing problems and is frankly 30 minutes too long. The constant movement becomes tiring rather than exciting. The script thinks it’s making profound statements about art and commerce but comes across as smug and self-satisfied.

It’s well-made and the performances are strong, but the whole thing feels like filmmakers showing off how clever they are. Above average? Yes. Deserving of all those Oscars? Absolutely not.

Overhyped is the perfect word for it.