I feel somewhat guilty finding fault with the time this film took to get going, and the pace it sustained once it had. Both were a product of the level of detail the director focused on - normally something I really look for in a good movie, but which proved just a bit much here, especially when we knew where this was all going.
The final half hour, when the marines flew their cloaked choppers into Pakistan, touched down in Bin Laden's compound and gradually - in pitch darkness - carefully picked the place apart looking for their target was, to repeat an over-used and inadequate phrase, awesome.
It was easy to confuse and compare Zero Dark Thirty with the TV series Homeland, which covered very similar territory - a female CIA operative driven by her conviction and determination to follow an investigative trail over years.
Both had their faults, but at least the film was over in three hours.
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