Not exact matches
Also the
film's presentation of the villain is
only ok but I can't
fault that because the movie is limited by its source material since it's a prequel.
It's a scene that makes sense from a character perspective, but the way it's wedged into the story stops the
film in its tracks and it doesn't improve from there as
only seconds later Tris and Four have to discuss Caleb's leaving, combined with the requisite «It's not your
fault» moment.
It's not his
fault, though, as this
film would have been weak regardless of the star, with a predictable storyline and events that will have you recalling bits and pieces of plenty of other comedies of humiliation featuring a meek man finding the cojones to finally take on the bully in his life,
only to make an utter ass of himself.
Performance wise, there are some
faults with the lesser known actors but as always, Shannon delivers a solid show and with scars on his back that resemble shotgun shells, it
only serves to fuel the
films enigmatic nature and understated detail.
Thomas Robinson's Sebastian is precocious to a
fault, the single and
only attraction of this embarrassment of a
film, with a gift for comic expression Aniston could do well to study.
Episodic to a
fault, the
film offers one raunchy, cartoonish set - piece after another,
only a few of which are especially funny or clever.
The
only concern that people might have is the brightness level, but it's no
fault of the disc, The Void is a very dark
film, and the Blu - ray beautiful recreates that experience.
While
only Republican Congressmen and Tea Party sycophants could possibly sympathize with the heinous corporations depicted in this
film, that's not to say more sober - minded folks won't occasionally find
fault with the group that's targeting them.
If the
film can be
faulted at all, it's
only mildly and in technical departments, specifically visual effects and make - up.
The
only real
faults in the
film lie in occasional lapses in the relatively formulaic biopic script, which threatens to bog down at times and includes a handful of sloppy elements, such as jarring editing, where it seems to be day one minute and night the next.
Critics say: «as it delivers plenty of laughs for its duration it's difficult to
fault The Little Hours for *
only * being a funny
film.»
I can
only offer my take, and that is to say that the strengths and weaknesses are both there, but the overall experience is so strong, that whatever
faults one can ascribe to the
film are overshadowed by the things which Rodriguez does so well.
I agree with you about it being overly long, but that's the
only fault I really had with the
film.
David Oyelowo and Rosamund Pike can do no wrong, but they can
only do so much to convey passion in a
film that's well - made but restrained to a
fault.