A truly stunning performance by Daniel Day Lewis, encased in a torturous shell by a horribly sadistic director. A horrid score, intent on causing unsettled paranoia in the watcher, with no consideration for sanity or eardrums.

A thoroughly Oscar-worthy and unwatchable piece, with little character development, incongruous events, and long, un-edited tracking shots that speak to a complete disregard for editing or directorial responsibility.

There was barely a moment when I didn't long to be one screen over, watching Step Up 2. But a penance was demanded of the audience, and I paid it to watch one of the greatest performances of my generation.