How do you write a story that’s just high-concept generational warfare without engaging with that premise beyond a single throwaway line? If you’re Christopher Nolan, you don’t. Tenet is a very competent blockbuster action film that read a couple of books on physics and is convinced that it’s smart now, but it fails to really engage with any of the themes that it raises outside of the usual time travel standby of determinism vs. free will.
There’s a certain structure to The Beach Bum that makes it feel bigger than it is, or more important at least. Moondog (a manically unhinged Matthew McConaughey) isn’t just drunkenly staggering from one celebrity playing an outlandish Floridian character to the next, he’s on some kind of quest for the forces of hedonism. It’s anContinue reading “Review: The Beach Bum”