Kubrick’s definitely consistent with his pacing, that’s for sure. But fortunately he’s also consistent with his brilliance. It’s also fortunate that our nuclear scientists weren’t actually quite so questionable as Dr. Strangelove, in spite of the end result of their work.
Creepy synchronicity note: when we flipped over to the TV signal upon finishing the film, the first thing we saw was Thirteen Days. I’m going to go continue reading The Making of the Atomic Bomb now.