Carnage was rather average, and disappointingly so. The script should have been brilliant, pacy, edgy, but felt very much like a pressure cooker constantly on the verge of exploding without ever doing so. The unimpressive camerawork and fairly dodgy editing got in the way of some superb performances. What a pity.
But my love for Christoph Waltz grows proportionally to how much of an asshole he is in movies. All German women in the audience giggled whenever he did something faintly funny, so I guess I’m not alone.