Coming of age, but not in a cruel way.
I make it through an entire Red Sparrow Review with only one Yakoff Smirnoff joke.
There’s going to be a temptation to make a spinoff with wolfpack. Avoid that.
Simply put: Go see this movie.
The thriller part is amazing, but if there aren’t characters to care about, what’s the point?
Is it a brilliant bit of filmmaking that will set the world on fire? Nope. Is it a commentary on art and how we need to just make our art and care less about what people think? Yes. Is it fun? Decidedly so.
I feel like the theme of the movie could be taken from the name of Birbiglia’s one-man show: “Thank God for jokes.”