Review of Lincoln (2012) by Dq_Slotkins — 19 Dec 2012
When the lights came up after Spielberg's Lincoln the packed audience began exiting in an overly courteous and orderly manner. It was eerie. It felt like we were playing a formally dressed audience leaving an opera house after a beautiful ceremony.
But it wasn't until I was walking up to my car that I remembered we had come for a movie. I remembered being excited about the movie. I remember 30 minutes of horrendous previews. I remember the opening credits and the low murmurings of the Chicago Symphony's brass section improvising Aaron Copland riffs.
I remember Abraham Lincoln telling me to relax ... relax ... count backwards from ten ... then the feeling that I'm floating somewhere above the mid 19th Century. James Spader floats by eating crabs, and then David Strathairn in a Chinese robe.
In the parking lot I have a faint feeling that I had just enjoyed myself.
This review of Lincoln (2012) was written by Dq_Slotkins on 19 Dec 2012.
Lincoln has generally received very positive reviews.
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