John Serba Paints a Picture in “The Counselor”
John Serba just gets it. His reviews are consistently excellent because he knows how to give the readers what they want: a considered review that’s not too long or too short and does deeper critique than your neighbor without being ponderous. His style works for cinemaphiles and the common man equally well.
He’s again hit just the right notes in “‘The Counselor’ review: Michael Fassbender, Brad Pitt wrangle Cormac McCarthy’s heady dialogue in grim thriller”, offering astute observations presented in pleasing prose. Lines like “a bleak masterpiece concluding with a pinhole of hope poked in its grey existential sheet” poetically paint such a vivid picture that readers know immediately what they’re in for. Namely, a “grim, intelligent, weary, tough as nails” film.
Serba makes every word count here, skillfully packing his prose with infinitely useful critique and bringing his knowledge of literature to bear in ways that illuminate the film in light that other reviewers failed to shed. He goes beyond the surface observations (no mention of the Diaz/car hookup here) to pull out gleaming nuggets of wisdom and proudly display them for all to see.