Birdman (or the Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)

This was a real production; I've rarely been so acoustically impressed by a film.

While the insistence on shooting everything within a one block radius through the duration could have been claustrophobic, I found it oddly cozy.

Riggan's takedown of the critic was appropriate, and in the spirit of that, I must stay light.

My only complaints are that Sam's dialogue was predictable and the ending, though appropriately theatrical, didn't address the humanity everyone had built up so beautifully to that point.