Lachlan McIntosh

To be honest, it was difficult to tell if this was a good movie or not because the music soundtrack was so loud and so obnoxiously irrelevant it constantly competed with the intricacies of the dialogue. There were so many plot threads and characters to keep track of that trying to remember it all while the annoying music droned on was just too much. When they introduced a character with a thick accent--which was often--it made the task that much harder. Three hours of nearly constant--and forgettable--music made this an exhausting exercise in film viewing. Why composer Ludwig Goransson gets any assignments is surprising to me. His music is like white noise, which I prefer to listen to only when I'm trying to fall asleep.