The Set-Up is a 72-minute cinematic poem. Director Robert Wise, who cut his teeth in Hollywood as an editor, strips away many of the fight-film conventions that his contemporaries used quite liberally. There is no training montage, no meteoric rise and fall, no climactic bout between the fighter and his hated rival.
Springsteen on Broadway restores and replenishes, briefly buoying our battered hearts and reminding us that we are capable of so much more.
In First Avenger, all Captain America had for a compass was the dream. In Winter Soldier, he had the past. By Civil War, he’d seen both of these totems fall apart in the face of an America certain that it knew better than he did.
Dr. Zhivago makes me think of how my own parents measure time: before the revolution, and after it.