Oh boy does a lot of this not hold up but that Conrad Hall lighting is still absolutely gorgeous. Very much a 1999 movie that I once considered one of the Greatest Movies of All Time. Sadly it established a tone in depicting American malaise that, in 2018, could not feel any more dated. I still think it’s lovingly directed, performed and edited though. Back in the day it felt like a daring look behind the spotless veneer of white picket fence suburbia but now crumbles a bit under that same recklessness. The Spacey revelations sure make this an uncomfortable time capsule. You know this is the one movie Spielberg regrets not directing himself?

Watched on blu-ray.