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This review was originally published during 2019s Toronto International Film Festival.
We are republishing the piece as the film hits theaters this weekend.
(Unlike her real-life counterpart, our heroine doesnt pee into a diaper I know youre disappointed.)
The idea is: How ya gonna keep em down on the farm once theyve seen infinity?
Did I mention the flashbacks?
Countdowns recur on the soundtrack.
Im of two minds about all this capital-A Art.
The double-entendre title tells you to expect a trip, and you get one.
(Cue more flashbacks, more hallucinations.)
Portmans determination extends to her accent, which takes getting used to though not as much as inJackie.
Did Lucy feel that corrosive isolation?
(Okay, you think, but fahn is not fine.)
Best two weeks of mah lahf.
(Okay, but her lahfs not much of a life.)
Ah mean, how is thatpossible?
I love this performance.
Portman is tip-top physically and primed to go astronomically mental.
What shes experiencing is not sexual ecstasy: Its a heavenly homecoming.
But even when we dont know what the hell Lucy is doing, Portman makes her certainty a blast.
Im fahne, she says again.
Theyre going, going, gone.
