The script is about to be dismembered into two linear stories that are not very related, and the connection between each other is too detached.
Mel Gibson is a good fit for the role, but there aren't many surprises, and the other good actors are buried in mediocre narratives.
Of course, it's not that Jodie Foster's directing has no merits, and there are still a lot of fine details. It's just that the original intention of such an allegory does not highlight its special features at all. It is too superficial, and even good Music is on the verge of being abused.
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