Michael’s review published on Letterboxd:
"I am become death. Destroyer of worlds."
Only Christopher Nolan could put out a teaser trailer a year before building up hype. You'd think the movie's climax would have been the detonation of the nuclear bomb, but then it just kept going. And it ends with a reveal of what was said in a conversation. You'd think, in comparison to a nuclear explosion, that would be very anticlimactic. But that conversation was everything and ended with an image I found to be haunting indeed. This is more than just the creation of the most destructive force created by man; it is also about how it reshaped the world in energy, culture, and politics. This is expertly crafted like a symphony, and while it has the earmarks of a Nolan film, it felt more like an Oliver Stone project. And the casting made me feel like this was a Michael Mann project because every speaking role has a recognizable face behind it. You either know the actor's name, recognize their face, or know them but don't recall from where. Everybody shows up and does an exceptional job. And the makeup that was used is wonderfully subtle and natural. The movie looks phenomenal and painstakingly put together. And the three-hour runtime went by quickly with little excitement. I have to say, for all the knowledge being thrown around onscreen, I never felt like an idiot, or that it treated me with kid gloves with the constant bombardment of information. Watching the atomic sausage get made kept me engaged from beginning to end. And the explosion is unreal, and I am looking forward to seeing the BTS on how they used a fish tank and no CGI to create it. And you'd think seeing Nolan set off a nuke on IMAX would have been the most stunning scene in the movie, when in fact, it was a nude Florence Pugh in IMAX.
10 out of 10 bed sheets
