But now the piper has come for payment, and the price is the manifold shortcomings of Green Lantern: a woefully underdeveloped script; dubious casting (I don't care how many billion galaxies are out there: in none of them is Tim Robbins the father of Peter Sarsgaard); slack, aimless direction by Martin Campbell; and a set of
decidedly uneven performances.
Ball's remarkably frank approach to a number of
decidedly taboo subjects - rape plays an increasingly key role as the movie unfolds - is generally allayed by the undercurrent of darkly comedic elements, though it's ultimately Bishil's exceptionally strong
performance that holds the viewer's interest throughout the movie's admittedly
uneven running time.