Cruise gives the most dynamic, layered performance he has since 1999's Magnolia. He's actually acting here, he's not being a movie star, and it's great to see. Unfortunately the story is unable to justify that effort. The supporting cast has a lot of talent but they are almost unilaterally not given anything to which they can apply their talent. Cruise's character takes up a lot of room in the movie and what remainder is taken up by the production design and all the "ideas" so the supporting cast are basically just props.
The production design is incredibly evocative and meticulous, reminiscent of something like Synecdoche, New York, the camera movement, the color pallet, the score, all very beautiful and effective. Unfortunately tonally the film is very confused, the comedy elements and jokes don't really work, the themes and plotting are at times both incredibly obvious as well as incredibly pretentions. Some of the core ideas behind it are explicitly stated by characters, Iñárritu has built in dialogue to preemptively push back on criticism. The whole experience is pretty pedantic and grating, maybe most importantly not entertaining. If this came out in 1996 it'd be different, 30 years ago the story would have some bite, now it's just a retread of a retread in different trappings. It falls flat as a satire just like Don't Look Up and is as equally self involved and self satisfied as Megalopolis.
Iñárritu appears more interested in the idea of the film rather than the film itself. More interested in the idea of art rather than producing it. Ambitious with a certain grandness, for all that pretty empty.
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