After seeing The Girl with the Needle yesterday I was afraid that The Brutalist would be equally soul-crushing. It’s definitely not lighthearted, but not relentlessly down. The story actually lets László the architect have some good days. Crazy! It’s also over three hours long plus an intermission, but it didn’t feel long at all.
BONUS RANT! WHEEEEE!
My main problems with the movie had nothing to do with the movie. For the record: Going to the Westfield Plaza Century City AMC 15 Theatre suuuuuuuuucks. The underground parking is narrow and labyrinthine; the spot I eventually found required parallel parking against the driver’s side, with a bonus low pole to make it extra challenging. Inside the theater the people next to me kept having a conversation, and two people in front of me thought a long movie with subtitles was a great time to send text messages. Oh, and a guy’s phone rang. People still have their ringers on?