412 counted · 828 thrown out of 1,240 readA specimen reading on an invented film. Nothing real has been scored yet.
Every score is built out of sentences. Here are some of ours, including the ones that did not count.
The camera never blinks, and by the third act that starts to feel less like patience and more like an accusation.
Field Notes Quarterly, eleven days after the screeningA masterpiece. Ten out of ten. Easily the best film of the decade.
611 of these arrived in 71 minutes, none longer than two lines, most before the film had screened anywhereIt is fifteen minutes too long and I would not give back a single one of them.
The Hollow Review, a working critic with nine years of filings behind her2/10
217 verdicts with no sentence underneath, which tells us the temperature and nothing elseI did not like it. I have thought about almost nothing else since Tuesday, which is its own kind of review.
Second Reel, scored low, counted in full, and the number is better for itSoftware is the fast part. These are the parts that take months, depend on people saying yes, and cannot be hurried by working harder. Nothing below has started.
Nobody yet, and we are not going to pretend otherwise. When the readings are worth something, two groups can pay: publishers and curators who want the filtered feed rather than a scraper, and independent distributors who need to know whether a wave was real.
Not advertising. An ad-funded score has an advertiser, and an advertiser eventually has an opinion about the score.
A studio can never pay us anything about a film we are scoring. Not for placement, not for early access, not for a report. That one is permanent.