Absolutely entranced for the first two acts, and then the wheels start to come off a bit, and then you realize that if you think too hard about any piece of it the entire thing crumbles into dust. (A charitable interpretation of this is that the movie is a parable of movie-making itself, of the necessity of suspension of disbelief.) Still, there is a lot to love: Michael Douglass in a role that I felt truly suited his talents and interests, a terrific score, Fincher's impressionistic use of night and rain.

★★★★