Sunset... A can it be already night? Oh, no matter how sad it sounds, but I must say that in recent years our cinema is very stormy. And it’s not all the terrible “Best movies”, “Heat” and “Inhabited Islands”. It's the trend itself. The further our cinema develops, the more clearly we feel that the films are getting younger and lighter.
A rainy summer evening. The Phobos nightclub, which is being built in the basement of the former bomb shelter, attracts young people, everyone has their own reason for this. Guys from different backgrounds: someone is studying, someone is idle, someone is working on this construction site, and someone is burning dad’s money. At first, the meeting does not bode well. However, there is an emergency closing of the doors of the bomb shelter, and the light in the room goes out. Unwitting prisoners do not realize the danger of what happened - they joke, scare each other, but soon it turns out that their mobile phones are out of range of the network, and they did not tell anyone about their intention to go to the club.
What do you want to say first? Screenplay. Well, it's typically bad. It is not interesting at all. And besides, the entire storyline during the entire hour of the film watched, the director breaks down sharply, because of which the film becomes completely unintegrated, unrelated, which is quite rare with our cinema because of the strong simplicity of our script stories. It would seem that there is nothing worse, but instead of bringing the film to a logical end, they invented something that even to talk about is disgusting, let alone watching. That's what they're calling the smart guys. It’s not like it’s always been worse.
Another plus, as always happens in modern films, since they are shot under the youth, so they must necessarily have a love line. I love melodramas, of course, but I don’t like mixing completely opposite genres. Horror and melodrama. It’s like coffee and milk, but unlike these movies, it’s delicious.
The second claim, which, however, in many respects also applies to the scenario, is perfect without atmosphericity. All these lotions, like bald spots of smoke on the walls, or, as it were, ominous sounds and shaking of the walls, which are carried from somewhere inside the bunker, not that the horror does not appeal, laughter is one and only. And everything is mostly predictable, and crawling hands from behind, floating hats and twisting bolts, I have long been not afraid. I was raised a long time ago from that age. And in such films a lot depends on the sound effects. They were better than the movie, but not so much as to scare you.
The cast. It's not good either. All the actors almost always pissed me off. Some of the game was square, others on the contrary overplayed, the third generally terrible contrivance was. One Peter Fedorov was less, and only because of the fact that his hero was alive, and not the same cardboard as all the others, he at least looked like his image, unlike the others. But this is not enough merit Fedorov, rather here for the first and last time the screenwriter tried. And who irritated me the most, so it was Nikita Bychenkov in the role of the main superman, and along the way and the womanizer Alexander. So much was played on his part, well, it’s just not serious, especially for such as “Ambitious” films.
The film is a failure. Absolutely in every way. I don’t know what will happen next, but the trend in the development of modern Russian cinema scares me. Some childish scripts, completely unconvincing actors, a thriller with no atmosphere. What is this? Well, there's no way he's going in. It feels like the director edited the film in such humdrum that he left so many completely unnecessary scenes. Well, the ending just killed. Of course, I really hope it's not sunset. I hope so. But usually after sunset sooner or later dawn comes, but in our cinema it will come very, very soon. Will it happen? Original