Most movie critics are raving and gushing over this piece of crap (and heaping the awards on it) because it’s an anti-American, pretentious, tragic bore. And they eat up that stuff. When it’s not incredibly long, slow, boring, and the cure for insomnia, this movie is incredibly miserable and dreadful. If you don’t like that kind of stuff, most film critics dismiss you as a simpleton and not sophisticated enough. The movie critic emperors wear no clothes.
This film is a Hillary-Clinton-style attack on working-class American life (and, frankly, all American life). The movie basically says that the working class in America have horrible lives filled with tragedy, boredom, poverty, drudgery, and mishaps. It all sucks and is completely hopeless, the filmmakers want you to know. Yeah, that’s the ticket, Hollywood . . . to selling fewer tickets. Anybody who reads my review and then pays to see this anyway is a glutton for punishment. You would have more fun literally flushing the ten-bucks-plus you’d have paid to see this, down the toilet. Oh, and it stars the poor man’s Ben Affleck, Casey Affleck (although I would argue that Ben Affleck is also the poor man’s Ben Affleck).
The story: Affleck is a janitor in Massachusetts. He is the maintenance man at an apartment complex and is miserable. All of the women come on to him (why is not apparent–he ain’t all that). And, then, he gets a call that his older brother (Kyle Chandler) is dead. His brother had a heart condition (or something–I was so bored an annoyed by this excuse for a movie that I didn’t care enough to pay much attention). And his brother had a will making Affleck the guardian of his brother’s son a/k/a his nephew. The nephew is a sleazy jerk of a high school student who is sleeping around with several female students. The nephew is also disrespectful to everyone, including his hockey coach whom he attacked and swore at.
Affleck doesn’t want to be his nephew’s guardian. He’s selfish. He doesn’t want to change and upend his life and he doesn’t want to move to Manchester By The Sea, the Massachusetts town where his brother lived and where his nephew lives. He’s divorced and, we later learn, was befallen by a great tragedy involving his children–a tragedy of his own accidental making. His nephew’s mother cannot be found or reached for most of the movie. Then, she is reached, and we find out she is now a devout Christian–something the movie mocks intensely, because that’s what Hollywood does to Christians (but never Muslims).
On top of that, the movie is filled with annoying, distracting flashbacks–more than enough to give you a headache.
This movie was incredibly grey (not fifty shades of it, just one–which is more than enough) and depressing and a totally pointless waste of time. It’s like a bad reality show of someone’s awful life. Why would you want to pay to go see that when you can see it every day on the streets and other locales of America?
Like I said, this is the stuff of high-quality Gitmo torture material (plus it fulfills their view of America as a miserable place and American life as something to be condemned–so it might make a great ISIS recruitment video). I’d show it to the Muslim terrorists over and over again. They’d beg for mercy pretty quickly.
This is garbage.
FOUR MARXES PLUS FOUR ISIS BEHEADINGS