On "The Informant!"

From The Dispatch:

...the film itself remains strangely aloof, holding the audience at arm's length, its style often impeding the story's natural flow. The film's 1970s spy aesthetic is almost self-conscious, making it hard to really get sucked into the world of the film. It's often visually and aurally pleasing (mostly thanks to Hamlisch's music), but it seems more like a hollow exercise in style than anything else.

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