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I've seen Truffaut's version from the 60's two or three times even if it wasn't perfect for a great admirer of the book but it had Oskar Werner and Julie Christie and Cyril Cusack and a phenomenal score by Bernard Herrmann. This 2018 version has an interesting production design but the the actual center of this warning tale is completely lost. The pacing is infuriating and Michael Shannon as good as he is, he's becoming the go to guy to play the bad guy. Here everything is on the nose and by the numbers. So, disappointed. Michael B Jordan has amazing eyes but I wish he can find a great actor's director. He certainly deserve it.

Yes, love for the movies. That's what provokes that feeling of "Oh no!" What's going on? Incapable of original ideas? I've been trying to remember when was the last time we had great original comedies without having to go all the way back to the 30's. "Tootsie" was decades ago, Death Becomes Her, elegant and original with room for actors to create characters even outlandish ones but Death Becomes Her was in the 90's. Now a barrage of sequels or movies from TV shows. There is no hate in what I'm saying that will be insane, no, the opposite is true. Call it tough love. I'm not going to be an enabler with my silence.