From the fidgety lead performances to the seemingly Ron Howard-inspired aesthetic, it’s rife with bad choices.
A dramatization of a German woman’s diary chronicling the closing days of WWII, A Woman in Berlin shares something in common with its main character: anonymity.
The Hurt Locker is a work of exhaustive filmic intricacy that required Bigelow to contemplate even “the sound of heat and dust, and the sun.”
It suffers from sheer sloppiness of script that results in scenes of comedic frivolity coming off as screechingly forced.
The film’s premise seems ripe for execution in the vein of Neil LaBute’s style of behind-closed-doors perversion.
Lemon Tree rests on its aura of subliminal female solidarity.