I attempted to watch “Nocturnal Animals” the other day. I did not find it dull, but it was a real nasty turn-off of a movie. It starts with fat, sultry chicks giving you the eye while dancing naked in slow motion. Yes it really does. Next follows a self-absorbed woman artist in a bad relationship who receives a manuscript for a novel dedicated to her from her even more self-absorbed ex-husband called “Nocturnal Animals.” The novel follows a suburban family off the road by some redneck psychos, and the mother and daughter end up naked and dead. This was followed by a dinner scene between our two self-absorbed artists in which they bash Republicans. At this point, Deplorable Steve and I walked out.
First of all, why this POS getting good reviews while the terrific “Allied” is getting panned? “Allied” has characters we like and admire; this film has naked singing fat chicks layered over the opening credits. Lots of directors imitate David Lynch, but Tom Ford forgets that Lynch’s films are beautiful and fun. All “Nocturnal Animals” accomplishes is depressing the audience and making us regret listening to the critics.