A supremely fun time led by a supremely charismatic Josh Hartnett. One too many twists, but overall a ton of comedic and realistic violence made for a great Secret Movie night.

If the true or original meaning of documentary is to document society, culture, the world… then this work is quintessentially a documentary.

Solid thriller… for the most part. The ending was a bit shark-jumpy, but the suspense build-up for the first hour was pretty well executed. Hugh Grant made things interesting and I actually enjoyed the eventual power shift toward the end.

Entrancing story with great character development from an unsuspecting place.

Warm fuzzies around complicated people

Okay enough to keep on in the background. Semi-fun romcom if you squint hard enough to ignore the plot.

Looove getting to know characters so that we care about them once the killing starts. Also love the sound design - perfect for a film so heavily based in music and music culture and sloppy vampire bites. I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention the unapologetic sex and sexy talk and just how nothing at all felt forced or cliché.

I wish I could’ve seen this in theaters when it was split into 3 endings. Instead, we had this as a Curry night 40 years later where I made curry and then we watched Curry.

This really worked for me. Just enough ridiculousness without going fully over the top, really meaningful and thoughtful vfx, and a fully believable performance by Meghann Fahy. AND some of the twists actually got me.

Unfortunate timing for release, as evidenced by the other reviews here deeming this “propaganda.”
As for me, I saw an absolutely gripping retelling of a real event from the perspective of groundbreaking sports journalists that highlighted their dedication and fallibility. I was glued to the screen for 90 minutes and left constantly wondering what was real and what was Hollywood.