Fred Rogers is perhaps the most likable figure in recent history, renowned for his ability to speak to children and adults alike about difficult subjects; he was, truly, a real-life hero. Director Marielle Heller (Can You Ever Forgive Me?) has brought us another based-on-a-true-story film, but what perhaps makes Heller’s Mr. Rogers movie so unique is that it isn’t wholly about Mr. Rogers himself; it’s more about the impact he had on so many people, including a disgruntled journalist played by Matthew Rhys (in an underrated performance).
Green Book is one of the worst best pictures in recent memory. It’s not a terrible film, per se, but it’s hardly perfect. Viggo Mortensen and Mahershala Ali do the best they can with their underdeveloped characters, but it’s not enough to make the film special.
As much as I enjoyed Bohemian Rhapsody, after seeing Rocketman, I’m inclined to view the Rami Malik Oscar-winning flick as amateur filmmaking — odd, especially since Dexter Fletcher was involved in both movies, although his influence was far more noticeable and impactful on the new Elton John biopic.