This movie is just all over the place... Like a stream of Spike Lee's consciousness put partly together in a motion picture with a plot, almost like a dream. The violence is a mix of shock and (unintentional?) comedy. As expected, Black nationalist themes are all over, the film's gotta' be woke.
So, a bunch of old vets get the genius idea to go backpacking for gold in one of the world's only surviving communist states, venturing without a guide into the inhospitable tropical jungle, filled with snakes, howling unidentified hairy predators, and leftover mines from 'Nam. What could possibly go wrong?
All that negativity aside, it's got some good moments, and is shot beautifully. I enjoyed it, even if it was pretty out there.
The Big Lebowski contains memorable and exceptional performances from its cast (especially Jeff Bridges and John Goodman), with excellent self-aware dialogue to go along with it. My main issue is that the film feels like a combination of isolated disjointed sequences haphazardly glued together... Although that was probably the intention all along. Maybe stoner films just aren't my thing.
All that being said, this is a good film!
the first half of this book is actually quite compelling stuff, but somewhere early in the second half, Harari's book (unfortunately) derails into one-sided assertions and sweeping, sensational claims merely there to serve up the author's own agenda (whatever that is)
