An aggressive, brooding thesis about the role of religion and the cycle of violence that routinely corrupts our basic humanity.
Tag: Jason Clarke
As off-kilter as anything you’ll ever see, this film is awful, but it’s also wonderful in its own absurd, nonsensical, coo-coo bananas way.
The film has a surprising low-budget feel that’s well-suited to Chazelle’s style and doesn’t stray far from his indie film roots.
There are critical questions raised that are never answered, making “Chappaquiddick” a suspenseful and compelling (if convenient) blur of fact and fiction.