Foxcatcher

Foxcatcher may well be one of the strangest films to be shown in Australian cinemas this year. On the surface, it’s a two-hour film about a tragedy that befalls a wrestling team in the 1980s but, in experiencing it, it feels like less a film than a three-hour tonal exercize, a sports story reconfigured through the prism of fated tragedy, told with an almost beautiful obfuscation of message, meaning or narrative import. Director Bennett Miller, coming off of the sabremetrics film Moneyball has...