'Mank' doesn’t arrive with a jolt of excitement, but instead presents itself as a carefully crafted, detailed, understated, and eventually quite angry film, one that lingers in your thoughts long afterward. Even after watching it twice, I find myself still analyzing every scene, feeling a quiet intensity as I contemplate its moments of brilliance. It's not meant to be a sentimental tribute to classic movies or a celebrated artist; instead, it’s an unflattering depiction of how power can be abused and how decent people can become involved in that abuse. The film feels very relevant to what’s happening now, and emphasizes the crucial part art plays in keeping society working well. In essence, 'Mank' isn't really about movies; it questions the purpose of cinema itself. It takes courage to pose such a bold question, and it’s something only a director with David Fincher’s talent could attempt, along with the creativity needed to find an answer. He might have just created the strongest film released this year.

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