One Paragraph Movie Review: Twelve Angry Men

Hoo-wee, what a good movie. It’s essentially just 12 blokes talking and sweating in a room, but there’s enough twists and passion to make me shout “YOU TELL ’EM, GURRRRL” at the telly. There’s a lot of “I gotta tell ya” and “can ya believe this guy”, but there’s also Henry Fonda being the suave and sweaty voice of reason in a truly natty pale linen suit. Makes me want to be on a murder jury. Or start a band called ‘Henry Fonda’s Murder Jury’. Or get a switchblade knife. Four symbolic thunderstorms out of five.