Its probably worth mentioning right up front that Lanthimos films arent for everyone.
Theyre deadpan and almost clinically detached.
At times they feel like dispatches from a distant alien planet.
Im not just talking about congressman Anthony Weiners impulse to post anonymous d pics on Twitter back in 2011.
Or his attempt to deny something so easily provable.
With a couple of exceptions, the gangs all here (plus a few new faces).
And the hook this time around is that the tension isnt just verbal anymore.
They beat the crap out of each other, too.
Gosling wears a parade of leisure suits, while Crowes paunch tests his Hawaiian shirts buttons.
