Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close just doesn't seen to have any point, and is sentimental and banal as well as very, very long.

Daldry delivers a surprisingly engaging adaptation of Jonathan Safran Foer's stridently voiced novel about a precocious boy dealing with the death of his father in the terror attacks.

In the end, the movie is about healing and coming to understand that some things can't be explained.

The situation is wrenching in too many ways at once. You sit there, first cringing, then fighting back, out of primitive self-respect.

So slow and self-important that its Academy Award Best Picture nomination only proves that the shortlist is too long...

Fascinating despite itself. Which every way you fall, this will provoke a strong reaction.

While the subject matter is harrowing and resonates on its own, the film’s depiction of such tragedy as a narrative plot point feels emotionally manipulative.

A movie that had so much going for it, yet made me cringe the entire time I watched it...

A very manipulative film, designed for maximum emotional impact in sometimes transparent ways.

Don't get me wrong, movies are allowed to sugarcoat tragedy, but any happy ending can't devalue the original loss.