hang up the faces, lon chaney, your day's gone
straight-ahead and weighty with the trademark ascendant conclusion not acting as the distraction it sometimes can but a reinforcement of the love-despite-it-all idea that follows the man around from film to film. strips away the gimmicks till you're left with only one and makes you stare at it until it feels wrong to disagree and you've got that dead-eyed out-of-body look from the radio scene.
all the ideas in this! an empathetic action film that deploys and reacts against a huge number of superhero plot beats almost by reflex. still a genre exercise like split but a profoundly more successful and interesting one. making your film about self-confidence the largest production you've ever helmed, hinging it on the audience having a long memory, and crossing your fingers.
the leap from this film to the heavier abstraction and minimalist plot in old seems very impressive to me, but the way glass fits all the pieces together so deftly while staying inside a blockbuster structure makes it the obvious next step.
"later, beamon will say of this leap: "i felt alone.""
jon bois is one of my favourite documentary filmmakers working, and while this anthology-style film loses a little focus just because it's unrelated stories connected by a first name, it's still massively entertaining to watch and demonstrates all the dramatic tension involved in slowly panning along a chart as well as anything could.
would have clicked like for the long-jump section alone