I got into the mood for some meaty stuff this week and watched, in no particular order:
The Irishman: great watch across two nights. It happened that I paused it at almost the exact halfway point the first night, and it felt like a somewhat organic overnight intermission. The de-aging stuff was very weird, but also to be honest I watched the whole thing on my phone and that helped me ignore some of it.
Zodiac: A rewatch, but I barely remember my first viewing. Still not sure I agree that it's the masterpiece many people feel that it is. It's fine.
Nobody: love child of A History of Violence and John Wick, but not as good as either one. Not terrible, but I wanted more from the movie it was in the first two acts and less of the movie it devolved into in the final confrontation.
Bullet Train: a fun cotton candy experience that is gone from my mind the second it ends
Mank: Verging on unwatchable? A calamitous experiment IMO
Power of the Dog: I think I need to re-listen to the Blank Check ep about this, because every frame of Kodi Smit-McPhee's performance is SCREAMING that he's autistic, and yet I don't recall the two friends recognizing this characterization. Not sure how I feel about Campion overall, or this movie in particular, but the cut to Smit-McPhee stimming with a hula hoop after being bullied was so unexpected that I laughed out loud and I am still not sure if that was the intended effect.