Steve Jobs

I didn’t know the real Steve Jobs, and, well, you probably didn’t either. As such, I don’t know how well Michael Fassbender captured the Jobs we’re shown backstage over three keynote events.

I do know that every facet of this movie clicks. The dialogue is phenomenal, the performances are perfect and it’s the least Danny-Boylesque of any Boyle film I’ve seen. Praise god for that.

It will inevitably be compared to The Social Network, a comparison Jobs can’t quite live up to. That’s okay. What Jobs does offer is a character study of one of the tech industry’s greatest characters (Steve Wozniak is always going to win this battle) as he progresses from young, arrogant asshole to older, slightly more chill, arrogant asshole.

The simplicity of the film captures Jobs ethos; it only offers what’s necessary. There’s something about the spartan nature of the movie that rings true to the characters in it. Nothing feels extra and nothing is out of place. Everything is just where it should be and in just the right quantity.

It feels odd not having more to say about a movie that is profoundly moving and entirely engaging, but maybe that’s the beauty of it. Sometimes, when confronted with brilliance, there’s nothing to say at all.