It immediately reminds us of Goodfellas, and the comparison does this film no favors.
AUTHOR Rich Heimlich
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Outrageously complex to the point where we feel like it’s chasing its own tail.
Zellweger inhabits Garland so fully that we quickly forget that there’s just an actor behind the makeup.
To call this a lighter version of Twilight Struggle understates the situation entirely.
Returning director Andy Muschietti draws every ounce of stress out of every nail-biting sequence.
Picks itself up from a trash heap of clichés and ill-conceived casting to overcome its flawed foundation.
There’s just one major problem with the whole affair: it’s morbid.
The fourth installment of this venerable franchise returns with a surprisingly touching tale.
Starts off with a dramatic opening scene that’s vintage Elton, but soon bogs down under the weight of an unmistakable identity crisis.
If you can stave off the initial boredom, the plot takes off like a rocket for the film’s second half.
It packs a lesson every bit as pertinent today as it was nearly five decades ago.