One part Great Man Theory with tons of navel gazing and genuflecting to a handful of star figures. One part Sorkin-esque courtroom drama.
Zero parts fun.
Three fucking hours long.
Don’t waste your money on this shit bag, folks.
I think it’s a maturity thing. There’s an outward need to be contrarian, to be seen. And often just yeah baby brained poor analysis of film
There’s an outward need to be contrarian, to be seen.
Calling people “baby brained” is totally not contrarian whatsoever and there’s no possible motive to be seen as superior for looking down on other people that aren’t consuming “mature” enough treats.
I don’t think it’s a commentary of the maturity of the treats. I think it’s going out of your way to say that there is zero value or anything interesting in a movie like Oppenheimer is just reductive and silly. It just speaks to having a pretty unrefined sense of film analysis. Notice here I’m not arguing for the merits of Oppenheimer. There’s often a sort of weird desire to compete with one another in left spaces to be more radical than others, like “oh that’s your opinion? My opinion is even more extreme than that. I win.” Which leaks into conversations like this in weird ways, and I think that’s a generally a of personal immaturity, not the maturity of the thing itself. And also, “baby brained” is just colloquial shorthand. It’s a silly little phrase, but it’s kind of straw man to be like “oh you used a widespread internet phrase, who’s the immature one now?”
