McDonagh still hasn’t figured out how to make a movie and this one is even more bothersome than the mostly just forgettable The Guard. Scenes slam into each other, without giving you room to breath, but not in a purposeful way like something like Margot at the Wedding. No this just feels like he just didn’t want to be bothered with things like pacing, acting, or human emotions. instead we get scene after scene of bad dialogue expressing the themes of the film overtly. over and over again. even some good pieces of music from Townes Van Zandt and Fred Neil can’t save this one. And the most frustrating part about both of his films is that I love them on paper. I like Gleason, I like the general setups, etc, but they are wasted.