Our review of the film Killers of the Flower Moon: Scorsese takes down the moon

The Great American Novel is a film. This white whale, the writers there had been chasing in vain for decades. Martin Scorsese had to devote himself. He hit the moon with Killers of the Flower Moon. Suddenly, the Croisette came to attention as a single man. Respect. Scorsese was there, faithful to the post. Had enough of illegal workers, bearded women, exploited migrants? Had enough of suicidal cops and teachers threatened with disciplinary action? Here is plenty of space and extraordinary destinies, mind-blowing breath and ambition as if it were raining. Don’t throw any more.

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