Tired from a whole movie’s worth of out-prettying each other. My very favorite moment is when he gives her the fur and she likes it and he sort of smiles and then immediately frowns harder than before. Would overall give the thing a mixed grade but.
It’s just that often I’m not fit to judge a movie like this, my gut likes the genre too much. Big dirty serious gangster conspiracy fake-history epic fedora things. Like that Matt Damon CIA movie. Things that if you like them generally you do so only while in the theater. Then you forget or decide you actually hate them because of how they screwed up reality and took up two and a half hours of your time. Well, not me. I like them. Like popsicles.
