my film review of Dunkirk

This turd
of a prestige flick
was plodding and enigmatic. Cut and paced
like an art film
that wanted to be both intimate
and significant, its story

was too big for it - despite
(one would think) it was not
so very big the filmmakers
couldn't have made sense of it
to us, with our bird's-eye view.

We never get
a sense of the undertaking
until, suddenly, we see

all these boats! By then it's
over. We've been following around
characters on the edges of things, or
too deep in the thick to see with
their heads down and bodies flying. These,

at least, all seem to be human
beings. Most of them as confused as we
are, thrust in the midst of things
none of us can understand. This may have been

the film's point. Its desired effect.
If so, bravo.

It wasted my time,
but I enjoyed it while it was
going on. I kept thinking

it would come together

into something.