The Safdie Brothers hate their audience.

Inflammatory headline on purpose, but that's how I feel after watching two Safdie Brother feature films in a month.

They load up their films with unlikable characters, whose goals you don't support, give you scant reason to root for them (Connie in Good Time is one of the least sympathetic leads I've ever endured), and then kick you when you're down at the end.

You are pummeled with dread by these filmmakers relentlessly. In Uncut Gems, when KG shows up at the jewelry store and the doors won't open, I nearly walked out of the theater. How many times, and for how prolonged a period of time, can you assault your audience's sensibilities and expect them to stick around to the end?

Utter discomfort and denied resolution is how I describe movies by the Safdie Brothers, and I'll be avoiding the next one like the plague. Cheers to Adam Sandler for doing something different, appreciation for some great shots and cinematography, but my praise ends there.

Absolutely painful to watch.