My pet peeve is directors who hold a camera two feet from an actor's face. That causes the viewer to suffer. However, Malick takes it a step farther. He seems to be following the actors around with a hand held camera. Bad. The editing is choppy in an attempt, I guess, to save the bad filming. When Brad Pitt is in a movie, we want to see Brad Pitt. In this case, he's disguised which would not be so bad, but he flashes onto the screen in two second bursts. And who the woman is droning in a monotone sophomoric viewpoints about life, well, I have no idea.
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