This is the review of
"Tracy Letts’s play, about a delusional war veteran who ensnares a lonely woman in a folie à deux, may have been jolting onstage, but his screen adaptation of it, as directed by William Friedkin, is implausible, overwrought, and laughable. Fine actors (including Ashley Judd, Michael Shannon, and Harry Connick, Jr.) give their all in performances of over-the-top commitment which are part of the problem. The theatrical trickery renders all the more ludicrous the film’s vain lurching toward big statements."Yep, that about sums it up. That's what I get for reading the fluff magazines first and saving The New Yorker for last.
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