Good night, and good luck

Self-consciously indulgent, and yet at the same time pretentious (in black and white, see? And a jazz singer to boot too!), this award-winning film may be a timely reminder in view of the recent anti-terrorism laws passed under the Homeland Security aegis to combat the ever present global Islamic terror. This chronicling of the McCarthy era hysteria was supported by fine performances from the thespians but somehow, the overrated depiction lacked spirit and fire. Everything, the scenes, just seemed to flow swiftly through, as if ultimately, there was little of consequence, though that was, of course, not the case.

Utterly forgettable. Overrated.

*This is not a full-fledged review, this is a short commentary, my reaction, my impressions. Nothing more.