NASA made the Mercury Seven men into a myth. Tom Wolfe made them into (slightly flawed) idols. Philip Kaufman makes them the prototypes of all the insouciant heroes of the Reagan era, who reinforce the American status quo while still breaking every rule. 
Whenever I speak about The Clock, the first, inevitable question I’m asked is ‘How?’ followed almost immediately by ‘Why?’ It’s impossible to discuss the work without thinking about it mechanically and logistically. How do you make a 24-hour movie? How could anyone physically watch a 24-hour movie? How could they manage, especially under these very particular circumstances of admission?
There’s a type of story I’ve come to recognize as my favorite: the ones that seem in the moment to be about small, even insubstantial, personal concerns yet reveal themselves immediately upon finishing to have conveyed something like the full enormity of what it means to be alive.
Crimson Peak: The Art of Darkness offers delicious insights into the making of the film, and more than a few glimpses of how director Guillermo del Toro invests himself in every note of it.