We don't need another tricky winger with
questionable final product.
Not exact matches
Once the fear has passed, just in time for nap, visual and musical style are sometimes played in an immersive fashion by highlights in a directorial performance by Nicolas Winding Refn that bring some life to the film, though not as much as John Turturro's inspired lead performance, which does about as much as anything in bring the
final product to the brink of decency, which is ultimately defied by the serious underdevelopment, overambition, monotonously unfocused dragging and near - punishingly dull atmospheric dryness that back a
questionable drawn non-plot concept, and drive «Fear X» into mediocrity, in spite of highlights than can't quite obscure the many shortcomings.
The film feels a little less amateur than «Pusher», - a cheap debut feature for some underexperienced Dane trying to make abstract art - and it's that which brings the
final product closer to decency, because many of the missteps that ruined «Pusher» feel more considerable in this superior, but still misguided effort, which has a good bit to commend, but even more to complain about as
questionable «story «telling notes that ultimately send the
final product crashing into mediocrity.
If there is any kind of sensation to Nicolas Winding Refn's directorial atmosphere, then it's a feeling of ambition, whose degree of charm, broken up by moments of genuine inspiration, really does do a lot to almost save this mess, but alas, the
final product crumbles short under the overwhelming weight of
questionable storytelling, emphasized by both the ambition that could very well have molded it, as well as pacing problems.
Momentum is sound more often than not, but when it drags, it limps, and not just under the weight of
questionable pacing, for one's investment faces other challenges through all of the conventions and cheesiness which threaten the
final product.
As if it's not enough that the characters are kind of unlikable in certain areas, this narrative that does little outside of simply meditate upon the
questionable leads is pretty thin, and that really undercuts much momentum, to where natural shortcomings play an instrumental role in bringing the
final product to mediocrity, and yet, I won't go so far as to say that this film's story concept is completely juiceless, as its portrayal of a nerdy manchild's lifestyle is pretty realistic, if not genuine, and therefore kind of intriguing.
Kdy sníh konečně taje, near - exhausting excessiveness and unevenness to plotting, an uneven and already
questionable style, and near - monotonous cold spells to atmospherics render the
final product pretty decidedly underwhelming, but not the misfire that it could have been, because through a haunting visual style, outstanding musical style, intriguing premise, and generally stylistically sharp direction, Frantiek Vláčil's «Marketa Lazarová» stands as an adequately intriguing and occasionally engrossing, if overwrought classic in Czech and art cinema.