Xy and I wanted to see Munich on Christmas Day. It’s only showing at one theater locally, so we drove out to Clearview Mall for the first time ever — but the movie sold out just as we got there. Xy bought tickets for The Producers instead. Then she changed her mind and traded them for Memoirs of a Geisha.
It was an engaging story, I suppose, but the ending seemed tacked on and phony and left a slightly unpleasant taste in my mouth.
Last night we went back out to Clearview and saw Munich.
I can’t remember when a movie has shaken me so deeply. It was more frightening than any horror movie I’ve ever seen, more intriguing than any spy film.
I would also say it was a notch up from Syriana, which touches on similar themes, in terms of storytelling and raw emotional power.
I understand Munich will open to wider release soon. I highly recommend checking it out.