the shape of water? caca del toro. it's sad that so much energy is spent in a poverty of waste. sad that a director has so little story-telling ability, so much liquidity, and nothing to say. what else? sad that the glittery economy of hollywood foists this kind of ersatz fairy tale into the limelight when it should sink like a stone in some body of pollution-clouded water, forgotten, without sequel, the end.
let's imagine instead all that time and energy and money flowing to some drought stricken place. imagine all the shiny disposable products transformed back into the wasted paradise from which they were extracted. this is the sadness of such movies for me, not the casual empty insult to intelligent life, but the grandiosely careless waste.