filmmaker / marxist / lesbian

I hate how Lanthimos edits his movies, I hate where he places his camera, I hate how he moves his camera, I hate how he directs his actors, I hate how he uses his score, I hate his sense of humor, I hate his use of dissolves, his use of black-and-white, I hate every single decision he makes. Provocation for prudes, mannered garbage posing as weirdness. Truly worthless.
Seen at AMC Lincoln Square 13 in New York City
A hideous bore. A ion project with no vision. On a scene-to-scene, shot-to-shot basis, it seems to have no idea what it wants to be. For all his virtuosic camera movement, Robert Eggers somehow manages to land on the same exact composition every single time. This a dusty toy box, not a film, a withering object protected from the sunlight of a person capable of thinking. I miss Anya Taylor-Joy.
Seen at AMC Empire 25 in New York City