Silent J’s review published on Letterboxd:
Just give me 2 hours of Bryan Cranston smoking and typewriting in a bathtub and I'm happy.
Also, am I the only person on the planet who kinda loved this? The reviews on here aren't exactly flattering...
BUT DAMN THE REVIEWS! DAMN THE HOLLYWOOD PRESS! AND DAMN BRYAN CRANSTON FOR BEING SO DAMN FANTASTIC! DAMMIT!
You can call me crazy...you can call me a communist...but one thing you can't call me is a crazy communist. I swear I'm not. I also swear that I think this film is much better than people give it credit for, but you don't believe that either, do you?