It's a load of pandering, witless garbage that plays like a parody of surface-level Hollywood biopics. I can't remember the last time a movie talked down to me like I was in a primary school so much. I mean the only thing it needed to achieve full idiotic self-satisfied perfection was a scene where a child Trumbo gets bullied after reading something he's written out loud, and then his teacher says "Don't listen to them, Dalton, you have a GIFT" and the music swells and then the movie calls back to it an hour later or something, to double down on all the inspiration. Interminable.