Knives Out is all steak and no sizzle. Nevertheless, it is advertised as some brilliant murder-mystery picture that is unrivaled. Appropriately, in our review of Daniel Craig’s miraculous Oscar contender, our metaphorical long knives are drawn. Knives Out is boring, prodding, fairly predictable, and is only slight scandalous enough to provoke a full viewing. Were this movie not likely to be talked about as one of 2019’s finest, I would never have viewed the screener, nor would I have tolerated its gobbledygook.
Knives Out achieves its primary goals, and for that is deserves credit (Bad Credit. Zing!). Daniel Craig is supposed to shell out here in a manner that transcends his Bond performances. True enough…if making wide ice blue eyes and a sharing an occasional would-be ironic churlish grin mixed together with Jerry Springer wannabe events unfolding before us somehow maintains a majestic awe. Honestly, Knives Out leaves me fairly speechless (verbally of course). There are few redeeming qualities here aside from the actors themselves having extensive resumes. The premise is unique enough, but the delivery fails to obtain the signature of approval and thus remains out there somewhere waiting to be picked up after the holidays.
Everyone enjoys a good murder mystery, which is why few should enjoy this episode of whodunit. Next time aim for compelling as opposed to auditioning for an award. Movies can be enjoyable even if they do not achieve nationwide recognition on Oscar Sunday.