Give me a smoke! When I started watching the movie, I wondered where the movie got such good reviews. Why does the main character talk and talk all the time, and the shaman still does not start hitting his tambourine? By 15 minutes, the whining of the main character began to irritate. And his arrogance pisses off. I was annoyed by everything. I paused twice, but returned to viewing. I was wondering who the killer was.
The film began to come to life a little when the detective started talking about his mother. About 20 minutes. I began to realize that even this rather arrogant cop has feelings. By the end of the monologue, you begin to worry and sympathize with him.
And now, halfway through the film, the shaman finally begins to knock on his tambourine, first introducing the cop into a tantrum with his own words. So, did the police really go crazy?
After the campaign, we begin to reveal secrets and secrets. It doesn't matter who killed him. Why is it important? But even that question gives way to what's starting to happen on screen. By this time, the film has forgiven everything. And boring dialogue at the beginning of the film, and the lack of action, and one location in the form of construction. You really start listening to every word. Thunder, lightning, rain begin to plunge into the atmosphere of a certain revelation. And the unexpected ending is just fascinating. You begin to think not only about what life the characters lived on the screen, but what kind of life do you live?
Bardot is a really good job with great drama. After watching the film does not let go for a long time. And after the credits, you already know why the film has such reviews. This movie will not leave anyone indifferent. Either you like it and you forgive it, or it gets annoying and you turn it off for 15 minutes. I never saw the phenomenal ending. And all the arrogance of the cop flies into the trumpet when the authors completely expose his soul. You're already sympathetic to the hero.
Some will forgive the film just because of the meaning and ending, while others will run after the director with an axe, demanding his blood. Another simple thought is that it turns out ours can still write good scripts and make movies that make sense. Deep. And it turns out that for a good movie you do not need to have high budgets, just take a camera. Call two actors, take them to an abandoned construction site. And watch two people talk for an hour investigating a murder. My 8 points to the piggy bank! Only because of the meaning, the idea and the incredible ending that kept me going for a long time.