So Newsweek‘s David Ansen, Variety‘s Todd McCarthy and the Hollywood Reporter‘s Kirk Honeycutt get to ignore the 11.30 Invictus review embargo and everyone else has to wait…is that it? Because they’re big shots with special privileges? Are we still living in 1997?
And now Huffington Post-er Pamela Ezell has chimed in with an opinion — “On a scale of one to 10, Invictus is a six,” she says. “Add it to your Netflix queue or watch it on pay-per-view. Those lucky enough to be on a trans-Atlantic flight next year will probably have a chance to see Invictus on the plane, since its political theme and World Cup rugby depictions will undoubtedly make the film more popular abroad than it is here.”
A columnist friend says he’s waiting for Monday anyway — “What’s the difference? Nobody’s reading this weekend” — but the dam is clearly cracking and all bets are off. I’ve been chewing Invictus over in my head and may as well unload now. It’s a likable, very decent film in many respects — Morgan Freeman is delightful as Mandela, and an almost certain Best Actor nominee — but it seems fair to mention other impressions.