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Each scene serves as little more than an index card for the mechanistic plot, which Scott films in a glossy and fluid style befitting an industrial promotion for the movie's high-tech weaponry.
[McCarthy] reminds us (with a particularly American sensibility) that this world is broken and tragic and not fair, and that pushing past that fact too fast is an error we can't afford to make, for the good of our souls.
With the exception of Bardem's hilarity, Fassbender's plumbing the depths of great grief, and Pitt and Rubén Blade's gangster poetics, the word for the film overall is 'Meh.'