Curt Pratt

Throngs of critics delved deep into their thesaurus for high echelon vocabularies necessary to cloak truth; painting a tired structure to evoke elegance; salting the porridge that we might think it mousse. I don't need a thesaurus. There was no dialogue, we never understood any action, or motive; actors were expressionless, there was no sadness or happiness, except in the children but they were exaggerated stereotypes. There was no moral or life lesson. It is foisted on us as a reality piece. Reality comes to those who are involved in the day to day; to earn, to eat, to love. I didn't need Roma to explain or show me any of that. Hollywood and the pie-faced critics are virtue signaling [again] and want an award for it.