It's one of the most ridiculous and anti-psychological movies I've ever seen. After the first and generally normal 20 minutes, there is just some kind of fairy tale, confused and drawn-out, like a long joke that tells each other rastamans in clouds of non-cigarette smoke. So, two mafiosi live for 20 years in two tall skyscrapers opposite each other, fearing each other and not seeing the light of white. And two mobsters had a son. You see, the image of these two villains is completely romanticized, fabulous, this is directly indicated by the fact that they are played by actors who have never played villains - Ben Kingsley and Morgan Freeman have always played saints, wizards, amazing enigmas.
Then the whole first hour there is complete nonsense - the guy knocks on the door in a row, some bandits, then others, then cops, and how does he react? He's joking. He's having fun! In front of fabulous mobsters, he acts as if he came to the circus. The bandits want to give an extremely important order to kill a man from the street! The hero, who put his whole life on the plan of revenge, who came to the work of his whole life, manages to start an affair in between. Boy, can't your relationship wait at least 3 days? Speaking of relationships, a woman herself comes to him, she gets acquainted with him, he lays out everything about her plan, about what she is doing in parallel (are you a moron?), and she instead of running away from such a person, she calls him on a date, she gives herself to him. The first day! Jesus. Yes, in any country, in any culture, a woman from a normal social stratum WILL NOT do anything by herself in a relationship with a man, this is complete nonsense. If you think otherwise, you know nothing about women. Why the ordered son of a rabbi-mafia, who is a Jewish hipster-homosek, quite accidentally dines in the same restaurant in which the Glavhero has a date with a Chinese woman, although he did not even invite her there, but she invited him, that is, this is an absolutely fabulous coincidence. The cops are watching this, they see a Chinese woman who works for them as a pathologist and they don't recognize her! Your own employee. And they don't recruit her to get close to a guy. What the hell? Willis tries to kill her and doesn't do a head test! He's a professional killer with over 20 years of experience, and he doesn't do a test. Bandits in '79 killed anyone who bet on their pumped horse. Are you crazy? This is a racetrack, there are thousands of people, many who bet on 7 horses purely by chance, they could be about 10% of all fans. And this, he says, was an action of intimidation, so that no one... attention – did not climb on our races. What? All right, jump with an empty stadium. What nonsense the authors say. . .
Honestly, I lost interest after 35 minutes, because the opinion of the film was already settled as a diagnosis, but I just forced myself out of principle to look, hoping that later it would clear up. It became clear, but this is not a case like in the “Island of the Damned”, when a tense and strange picture turns the other side, revealing an intriguing truth, and here just one shit folds into another shit, and the film explains this same shit in direct text, voice (!!!) for the entire second hour to justify to the viewer that the authors are not completely idiots.
In the end, some kind of happy ending, and why should I rejoice for the hero, when he for his just revenge put a bunch of completely innocent people along the way? He has his hands up to his elbow in the blood of random passers-by, why should this demon happily leave for a beautiful future with a new girlfriend?
The ultimate impression—all of which is referred to as a “cunning plan”—is a notoriously overcomplicated venture with a million unreliable variables that should never work, but can excite humor anywhere.