Savannah Oakes’s review published on Letterboxd:
"Christopher Nolan is what many would call our modern day auteur blockbuster director — an often contradictory title if there ever was one. Though there are others: Peter Jackson (has he disappeared?) and James Cameron (busy becoming one with Pandora). Still, Nolan is different. His films often feel self-important and bloated. With "Dunkirk", the heavy-handedness often linked to his work finds its perfect match. The often expositional dialogue and swelling, overbearing score is the ideal companion to this war epic.
It is without a doubt his most accessible work — blending in his jumbling narrative style with a traditional, though unrelenting plot. Still, in places it is surprisingly intimate, something most Nolan fans likely haven’t seen since "Memento" (2000) well over a decade ago. This is paired with a tone of total chaos and terror that inevitably falls to sentiment.
In our time, remembering the past doesn’t seem as commonplace. We shed our eyes and ears to the horrors of our recent ancestors much the same way we beckon away the news of the latest "Game of Thrones" spoilers. There are some that do not wish to forget the past so easily. Nolan’s "Dunkirk" is a war film, one that is unrelenting, one that reminds us of the evils of humanity, but also the overwhelming urge to survive. You can try and cover your eyes and ears but you will hear it all regardless, and whatever you can imagine in your mind’s eye can’t compare....
With "Dunkirk", Nolan is able to show that the things that seem unimportant are important — every person means something and can contribute. Everything that starts from the smallest brick can build into something magical–only for Nolan it’s always a single puzzle piece that must come together into a grandiose picture.
The film is, in its finished form, a reminder of what war costs, takes and gives us: horror. The ignorant are doomed to repeat it. Here we remain — stranded only with each other. As an audience we are just as vulnerable to the rush of the tides and the onslaught of bombs. We sit, tense with terror, as if we will go out of this experience with our own trauma. Such is the power of time, of war and of Dunkirk."
Read the rest of the review here