By film's end you'll need a stiff drink, some strong weed or a calming walk around the block. That's the mark of a riveting thriller.

Despite Bigelow’s by now well-practiced way with control-room immediacy and the material’s avoidance of easy-relief endings, there’s still a lingering sense of Hollywood in the air.

I just love that amount of detail... This is the way this works.

It is an unsettling, urgent, uncompromising film. A piece of political cinema that dares to speak in the first-person plural: we are the ones who keep this house of dynamite running. [Full review in Spanish]