If you watch my Stardust reaction for this movie, you'll see me scream in frustration. Frustration because I wanted so badly to love this movie, and the pacing made it so dang hard. Let's back up.
We're looking at a far removed sequel to scifi classic Blade Runner. I have so much respect for that movie. It's fascinating story and mythology that's been created. But everytime I try to watch it (which I did a few days before the sequel), I just can't get into it. My patience is tested and it loses my interest. The new one seemed to have the same problem.
Now, there's no denying that this film is visually stunning. That actually seems like a very underwhelming way of putting it, but it truly is one of the most beautiful films I've seen. I'll be damned if this doesn't finally nab Roger Deakins his long overdue cinematography Oscar.
The cast was also phenomenal. Harrison Ford really impressed me with how expressive he was. He's a man of few words (on screen and IRL) but the looks he give tell volumes. Ryan Gosling was perfect casting. His ability to play his emotions subtly and keep things close to the vest were very appropriate for his character, as is his ability to show empathy.
But slow pacing is a movie killer for me. I talked to a friend who said that they didn't care about the pace because they had pretty pictures and an amazing soundtrack to get thru the narrative lulls. I need a story that's constantly moving forward. I get that film is meant to be art that is appreciated for different elements, but it doesn't work on me. Had we knocked out the excess run time and kept it at or below two hours, I'd prolly be feeling differently. And I hate that I feel this way. *scream of frustration*
Blade Runner 2049 – \m/ \m/ \m/