The longest three hours of my life I can’t take back. This is a tedious interrogation of a contentious 20th century legacy glammed up with endless movie star cameos that proved more or less distracting. The build up to the end of the second hour is the bomb finally going off, and when it happened I was like — that's it? I've seen more spectacular bonfires. I’ve never wanted so much to walk out of a Christopher Nolan movie, and I’ve seen Tenet. This whole movie is basically the Ken Wars in Barbie, made more grim and alas with the patriarchy winning.
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