Fine.

It’s a good film with some really intentional moments. The message about the suburbs being filled with such gossip and uncertain truths presented in various ways is well done and the meaning cuts through.
There was something missing for me, but I can’t put my finger on it. What gaps there are feel like they could be intentional - missing character elements, our distance from them - and so I’m still spinning this over.
This is a sweeping drama about the human state of kindness. That good acts to one can spiral out and create great spaces and moments for more. It takes experience and wisdom and time for these things. For that, it’s a beautiful film.
The first half before the intermission was slow but thoughtful. Each interaction with a patient teaches a lesson that people are icebergs with needs and wants beneath the surface. It’s a slow set up for what becomes…
A somehow simultaneously brutal and beautiful look into the strange and small ways families interact and exist with each other on multiple levels. It’s just a day in the life of this family, but so much is revealed and said and everything is so simple to sit with. This was deceptively complex on the simplicity of it all.
I actually don’t know exactly where I land with this. It’s got some great moments. The directing is top notch. But I fear a confluence of my distaste for Phoenix’s Joker alongside the red/green jelly bean moment feeling like some kind of red pill moment and my overall uncertainty about the focus and violence of this one has me perplexed.
Could be 2.5, could be 4 🤷🏽♀️
Is it fair to give it an extra half star just because Elliott Gould crushes it in this? Just an absolute all timer performance. Wish we got all the Marlowe stories with him in them.
This feels like such an interesting link between old crime flicks and every “modern” crime flick that comes after it.