that all feels a bit like Terrence Malick Lite, but luckily, they're only brief interruptions in a narrative that DiCaprio pushes forward, vigorously and often on his own
it's a performance largely devoid, for long periods, of words, where agony is conveyed by spittle-flecked cries, gasps and moans emerging from a torn throat
a sensationally vivid and visceral portrait of human endurance under very nearly intolerable conditions; this is a film that makes you quite glad to have been born in a century with insulation and central heating
"The Revenant" is a master class in craftsmanship, marrying the ethos of 1970s Hollywood, with its beaten-dog heroes forever roughed up by a brutal system, to the technological prowess of today's digitally obsessed blockbusters
by Stephen Whitty [Newark Star-Ledger ]
by Soren Anderson [Seattle Times ]
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