A House of Dynamite

Although I didn't know it at the time, turns out I watched Katheryn Bigelow's latest film - A House of Dynamite - on the day it was first streamed on Netflix. And a week later, I still haven't shaken it off. This is a movie you don't enjoy, but it's one I'm reasonably sure you will never forget. The last time a film hit me this hard was when I watched The Day After in 1983.   

Each of the three parts - told non-chronologically - is equally terrifying. I was disturbed enough at the conclusion of part one that I considered turning off the TV.  But I didn't. Then, as part two ended, there was no doubt I'd watch part three. Bigelow's total command of film craft is a marvel. I wasn't happy but I was riveted. 

If you decide to watch A House of Dynamite, be prepared.