When I first saw a couple of Alejandro González Iñárritu's movies (BMW Film's Powderkeg, Amores Perros), I was rather impressed with this keen eye to capture passive emotion and even considered him one of the many buzzworthy directors of the late 20th century. The more and more stuff I see from him, though, the more and more reluctant I am to deem him as so. Sure, he has a cool name and can paint a pretty picture, but he keeps recycling the same actors and not developing any of the characters. 7.0/10.
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