Amazons on the Moon For all progressive and adequate humanity, it is no secret that no Americans have ever been on the moon, and only a different naivet is able to turn a blind eye to the obvious facts, believing in the truth of the events about the landing.
Bardoux-Jacquet’s film deals with these events from an even more distorted and fraught point of view. They say that even Kubrick himself Hollywood agents did not find. By the very comical absurdity of the current situations, the main character - not yet departed from Vietnam, the CIA agent is forced by all means not to fail the mission assigned to him.
The comedy is elegantly complemented by a number of colorful secondary persons - a musical grief group, the British mafia, which is pretty indebted to the character of Grint, the entire drug dens - a film crew of a kind of hippie pornographer, and many others.
The French picture still turned out to be specific, so a number of viewers may not like absolutely all its characters. Even the main character here is a rather controversial personality. And, in principle, the absurd humor here is also quite peculiar, but the picture is at risk and will appeal even to those who are confident in the truth of the landing of Apollo 11 on the lunar surface.
Rating R allows the film to open to the fullest. Selective expressions in the dialogues, the incredible bloody slaughter time after time performed by the mega-cool character Perlman (and the fight with the Nazis in the toilet is hardly seriously inferior to the final mafia showdown), and the mountains of female nudity in a porn dens, where the smoked director dreams of landing on the moon, where jellyfish soar in space, aliens are dressed in suits, and all sorts of “Amazons on the moon” are happening around).
Being rather a comedy of positions, a comedy of situations, the film takes the charm and absurdity of the ongoing series of events, rather than being able to give any memetic jokes and be splashed on quotes.
However, if this comedy were to be turned into a serious pseudo-historical film about the events of those years, without replacing Kubrick with the first bearded junkies that came to hand, the final of the picture with the broadcast of the exhibition would be able to cause controversy among the audience no less than the cursed “fallen / not fallen top”.
The story itself was incredibly catchy and fascinating as the action unfolded. The film never sags anywhere, none of the scenes can not be called superfluous or unnecessary (unless someone much will not like the frequent Vietnamese glitches of a CIA agent).
Naturally, it’s not Pearlman’s best role, no matter how epic his character is, and Grint, trying to look like a grown-up guy, still looks like a fifteen-year-old from Potter. And yet the movie turned out to be simply amazing - funny, exciting and memorable. What else is needed for good and quality entertainment?
9 out of 10
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