Don't fear, the nuclear reaper is what most of the characters in A House of Dynamite are constantly trying to say to one another. At the same time, they're doing it through bewildered, terrified, or tearful eyes, continually trying to phone someone in the government or their uknowing family members.
All of this is taking place as a single nuclear missile is traveling towards the continental US, which is a cycle of about 20 minutes that the film shows three times. In each of those, the director Kathryn Bigelow presents a different set of individuals making decisions around the same launch. The first group tries to intercept it, the second to understand it, while the last, spearheaded by the President of the county, should react to it - in a nuclear fashion, naturally.
The concept of the film is gripping, and its stellar cast makes good on the script's promise to keep us glued to it until the very end. But, there's also a rational and realistic void in there as well. We're never really in the mind of anyone for long, while some characters, like Cathy Rogers, a FEMA official with the Office of National Continuity Programs, make no sense whatsoever.
The best way to perceive A House of Dynamite is likely to understand it as a deep dive into the US nuclear doctrine by a top-notch reporter team from an outlet like The Guardian. It's incredibly well-researched, somewhat liberal-leaning, and intensely smart, but doesn't allow for any feelings nor does it linger very long after you read the final, cautionary sentence.
