The Menu – 3.5/5
For a while, there's a lovely tone, which I think Nicholas Hoult helps to cement. Obliviousness. Eagerness to participate in your own destruction, because at least you get to be a part of the narrative. Entranced by the story of it all. It loses that tone as it focuses more on Anya Taylor-Joy, and the menu's central thesis gets complicated as it tries to create a movie-sized hero—and a third way out. Tertium non datur. The movie then calls out its own imperfections, which is never clever, just lazy. We yearn to see the rich eaten. Give us our cake.
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