It must be a half-hour into the movie before we get what we came for - Sherry, Baby - and all the music before that, including a screechy Silhouettes, is pretty execrable. That's only one of several confounding choices by director Clint Eastwood, making this movie much more than a singalong, although that's where the [...]
Absolutely gorgeous black-and-white cinematography, reminiscent of Kertesz or Brassai, brought out the purity of Ida's faith. By implicit contrast, the drugs/sex/rock'n'roll and politics of the world outside the convent was unsatisfying, if not pointless, although filmmaker Pawlikowski seemed to be speaking just for Ida.
A total misfire. Seth MacFarlane's jokes missed their target as often as his character's bullets. Many reminded me of the kind of things one heard in a 6th-grade lockerroom. All that raised this above a zero were the steely presence of Liam Neeson and the soap-bar beauty of Charlize Theron.