A little New Year’s Day tip: Don’t try to watch Steven Spielberg’s two-and-a-half-hour-long Lincoln New Year’s Morning.
I found my brain was unable to comprehend at least 90% of it—even while laying down in my big, comfortable hotel bed.
And if you’re like me and love pretty much any movie Daniel Day-Lewis touches, don’t be surprised if you find yourself unengaged with Lincoln. This has less to do with the quality of Mr. Lewis’s acting (which is still top-notch) and more with how dense the plot is.
I think Lincoln is an amazing character study, but a bad movie. For pure entertainment purposes (and less historical accuracy) I’ll take Gangs of New York or There Will Be Blood over Lincoln any day of the week.