Saw this one first. And for whatever reason, it really affected me. Loved seeing a smart woman being the center of the film, not torn down, respected for her work, and she had a child that informed her life. I didn't even see the big twist coming. Just a straight emotional film for me.
Nocturnal Animals, otoh wasn't just painful to watch, but filled to the brim with abusive, uninteresting, scummy low-life characters, and those were just the rich ones in NYC. Michael Shannon is always good, but dang, it started out ugly and proceeded to become hateful and ugly. Got a headache from scrunching my forehead up so many times wondering what was going on in Tom Ford's brain to choose this book to film (I think it was a book, unbelievable). Much like my initial reaction to Jim Thompson on film. Blech.
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