I remember reading a comic about Pink Floyd in my youth to learn more about the band.
It was fun and informative and one of its frames still sticks out in my mind.
It concerned the creation of The Final Cut and depicted David Gilmour exclaiming something like, "most of these songs were cut from The Wall."
Harsh times.
The band only ever reunited for one show.
Steven Spielberg's Bridge of Spies made me think of that moment due to its similarities to Lincoln.
Similar themes, a similar pursuit of justice, of truth, a principled man upholding fundamental rights amidst an onslaught of professional and cultural criticism, doing what's right, consequences notwithstanding.
But it's a pale comparison of Lincoln, whose robust multidimensional political intrigues made me recommend it for best picture in 2013.
To its credit, Bridge of Spies does stick to a particular aesthetic throughout, jurisprudently maintaining constitutional continuity, it's just that this aesthetic, no doubt cherished in my youth, is overflowing with trite sentimentality.
You know exactly what you're supposed to think and feel in every scene.
It's like Lincoln focuses directly on the American community with a large cast and myriad staggering displacements, while Bridge of Spies clandestinely curates a lawyer's objective search for counterintuitive yet ideal vindications of the American individual, in a blunt straightforward concrete crucible.
No bells and whistles here, just a basic introduction to American liberty provokingly stylized for today's film loving youth.
It does advocate for a remarkably logical and upright attitude concerning the sociocultural politics of espionage.
I can't behind this one though.
Way too formulaic.
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