Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

This was probably one of the last Stanley Kubrick movies I saw, at least not counting the shorter ones from his super early days. I loved it straight away though. The comedy in this is just spot on. I know Dr. Strangelove is the title, but George C. Scott really steals the peak of my laughter. He's so over the top in his plan explanations and new ideas. Everything in that war room is solid comedy. Then there is the military base, which also features a plethora of great laughter. Jack D. Ripper is shot in such an indimidating way while explaining his crazy plans. I love it when he explains himself. And by explains, I mean shows off his absolute bat shit craziness. It makes you wonder if something like this could happen if a high up general lost his mind. The military officially says it can't... BUT CAN IT? Perhaps they are just trying to change our minds with the fluoride they pump into our systems.

If it was just a massive print of the War Room set, this would be a clear five stars...but it isn't. While the use of farce may have worked to make what was a real fear to audiences in the '60s a little more palatable, it just felt stretched to me. I've put off watching this for far too long, and while I'm glad I now have, I'll probably not revisit Dr. Strangelove. That set though. Kubrick is a genius.