Annette ★★★½

Undeniably impressive as a formally baroque banger, with the only sustained moments of diegetic dialogue being McHenry's (Adam Driver) monologue, which I didn't find particularly funny, even if I appreciated how Carax shoots it, the camera's slow, lazy drift sideways. My problem is that my heart just wasn't in it. I don't love the music (sorry, Sparks fans), and am mostly a Carax agnostic--I love parts of his films but rarely love the thing as a whole. Still, this affords a lot of aesthetics pleasures, and is, in a way, the filmmakers most accessible work in years, so tonally consistent is it compared to the manic vacillations of Holy Motors. might give this a re-watch sometime.