Dalton Trumbo’s only directorial effort is at its best a horrifying anti-war film about a quadruple amputee’s living nightmare.
As it went on I could’ve done with less dream sequences. Some of them worked and you could definitely feel Bunuel’s influence, but at a certain point they began to detract from the gripping horror of the real-world situation at hand.
When it does focus on that though it’s a borderline masterpiece. Absolutely haunting.
Still annoyed that Michael Keaton didn’t win for this.
I'm so mad, I was so excited for this.
Raw is the kind of movie I hate. The kind of movie that wants you to believe it's way smarter than it is.
For all the raves about how shocking and fucked up it is, this film is empty. It's devoid of any message or meaning, and is mostly just weird and shocking for the sake of being weird and shocking.
I use the word shocking lightly though, because it's really…
