> Flicker
I’d been wanting to watch *The Apprentice *for ages, but I missed it when it was in theaters. So when I finally got the chance to see it with my dad — and since it had been forever since we watched a film together — it felt like the perfect excuse.
Well… perfect in the sense that we spent two hours following *Trump*’s life, and, as any sane person would agree, **I can’t stand *Trump*.**
But god, this film looks **stunning**. Whatever cameras or film stock they used — that texture, that warmth, that visual rhythm — it’s **gorgeous**. It even gave me a bit of a *Casino* vibe (you know, that *80s* glitz-meets-moral-decay energy).
*Sebastian Stan*? Great. But *Jeremy Strong*? **WOW**. That man doesn’t act, he **deteriorates** on screen. The way he sinks into illness while realizing the monster he’s helped create — it’s terrifying, magnetic, unforgettable.
And the arc itself… Trump goes from a small, pathetic nobody to a gigantic, powerful nobody. From** tiny piece of shit** to **historically huge piece of shit**. Who, yes, became President. Twice. (Let that sink in 😐😐.)
I loved how the film balanced the legal tension, the *80s* aesthetic, and that jazzy undercurrent that made it feel alive. It could’ve been over-the-top or caricatural, but it wasn’t — it’s sharp, it’s precise, and it’s painfully real.
Honestly? I **loved** it. Every cynical, golden-hued, horrifying minute of it.
