Always ★★½

the first half feels like a cartoonish homage to Altman (what the actual *fuck* is that scene where all of the firefighters dance with Holly Hunter?)

the second half feels like Spielberg is engaging in a savagely masochistic act of self-parody.

by design, the movie puts all of its weight on the easy sentiment that Spielberg's critics often accuse him of using as a crutch.

also, yes, this movie exists.