Dreadful pretentious drivel.

Rating: 1/10 (21 January 2018)

Dear oh dear. Where to start. My wife can sit through most films and tends to see something in even the worse of them. I think it was when she realised there was still another 40 minutes of this ninsense left befoe she looked at me, sighed and said "Can you be bothered with this tosh?"
That sort of sums it up. 'Tosh'
I've read some reviews gushing over it and bleating on about metaphors and such. Ignore them. They are just being pretentious fools. I imagine they love a black and white film with subtitles and where people applaud quietly at the end and sit there right until the last name goes across the screen. You know the sort.
. If you want entertainment avoid this ....tosh.
I can't abide Lawrence at the best of times - I tend to find her rather strange self-righteous off screen personality bleeds into her on screen characters but Javier Bardem I can watch all day long. This was the first film I have seen him in that I found him irritating in. she was irritating. The film was bloody irritating. In fact that's the theme of this film. It will irritate you. It's irritating the way she never sets foot outside the house. Nor does the camera. He is irritating the way he is such a soppy wet self indulgent fart. The people visiting the house are irritating . The whole damn thing is irritating.
Even the sudden appearance of riot police kicking the windows in and storming the house (WTF!) before suddenly disappearing were irritating.
Oh yes and if you think that at some point the film has a point, that everything will become clear, that you will sit up and say "Oh God...now I get it!" Don't bother. It doesn'thappen . It's just 2 hours of self indulgent....tosh.