On 'Killers of the Flower Moon'

Martin Scorsese’s Killers of the Flower Moon is a film gnarled up in paradox, not least of these that it’s both a fascinating and a deeply confounding work. It enthralls precisely because it withholds the easy gratifications and familiar reassurances one expects at the multiplex; it’s a $200 million behemoth that rejects or subverts traditional ideas of character identification, dramatic tension, and catharsis, paced in such a manner as to approximate the effects of a lingering, morbid, ever-worsening illness.