Give that man an Oscar. You know he will win--- his great haircut, his illustrated sin. The biopic! with historic dimensions! A living textbook (but there's Matt Damon! older, recalling Good Will Hunting.) In Hollywood the familiar in the casting is what's finally everlasting, not the "triumphant themes," O God they're boring! We need shadowy scenes! Throbbing, tense music! Mart Damon angry, imploring! The emotions tried and true! Reasons to shout never, never few. But Matt Damon has a better reason than you. The world will be lost! This film is about The Bomb. Anger spliced with horror of the existential sort--- Damon is more meaningful than you. You are false. Hollywood is true. Rumors of science abound. Plus special effects, actors, and sound. When did Robert Downey Junior (Iron Man) get so old? The entirety of his subplot I don't understand at all! And yet black & white flashbacks in Congress guarantee Oscar after Oscar from the committee! The film is so unbelievably dense with pretense it absolutely has to win! There is Albert Einstein! He enjoys a class of wine. Obligated to award this Oscar, you will. A textbook, but with sex! It made you stand still.
