I'm writing this about an hour after leaving the cinema, and I'm still on too much of a high to write about the experience I just had without devolving into hyperbolic-sounding and clichéd film crit buzzwords. That said, The Brutalist, somehow, is as "MONUMENTAL" as d and more.

The audience at our screening was jubilant. When the Statue of Liberty shot happened, a young lady a couple rows ahead of us gave a single, triumphant fist pump into the air. People…

We'd be no better than Harkonnens.

I'm a day one Denis' Dune truther, so I already knew he had the juice. But this is on another level. It might be his best work.

Visually, it's as striking as the first film, but the journey into the deep desert and the detours to other planets offer a much more varied palette. The opening set piece under the eclipse—my God. The sequence on Giedi Prime—absolute perfection (Léa Seydoux, call me).

The sound editing/design…