A MOST WANTED MAN
A Most Wanted Man is Philip Seymour Hoffman's final film, and really
doesn't have much more to recommend it than that.
Based on a John Le Carré novel, PSH's character is Gunther Bachmann, a
German spy who runs a small, covert team in the northern city of Hamburg that
are attempting to track the funding of Muslim extremism in Germany.
Isa Karpov, a Chechen tortured by the Russians, turns up in the city,
with a desire to make up for his Russian father's crimes, and a hope to be
allowed to stay in Germany .
He is helped by Rachel McAdams, who plays an idealistic lawyer Annabel Richter,
involved in a human rights organisation.
And then a lot of nothing happens. There are long, slow shots of PSH
drinking or smoking, quick meetings on ferry boats, the occasional conversation
that attempts to move the thin plot along, and all the time you are waiting for
something like a story to develop. And it never really does.
The action meanders over and back between meeting rooms, safe houses and
the street. The other German security agencies are simplistically portrayed as
brutal and dumb, and we are somehow supposed to see Gunther and his team as
sympathetic characters, the best of a bad lot.
Yet the whole thing is so limp and lacking in insight, energy or any
real explanation. We only get to see the surface of things and characters, none
of their true motivations are revealed, in fact there are no real revelations
of any significance at all. There is almost no drama, and for a spy film,
little real tension. A sad way for a great actor to go out.
This, the second Sin
City movie, follows on
from the first film in the series, and is more of the same.
Jessica Alba, Bruce Willis and Mickey Rourke are all back in the same
roles, playing their damaged, violent, brooding characters. The movie is based
on a graphic novel by Frank Miller, and retains the visual style of the
original, the action is semi-animated and semi-live action, giving the whole
film a curious, dream-like quality.
Apart from the visuals, though, there is really nothing else to recommend in this film. It is filled with pointless, stupid, stylized violence. Practically everyone in the film dies or is mutilated. There are lakes of blood, and piles of bodies.
The violence becomes so commonplace that you don't even notice all the
death and blood and mutilation.
The various bad guys (and gals) in the story have the usual array of
goons protecting their residences, but these muscled cutthroats get murdered in
their hundreds by the collected stars of Mickey Rourke, Jessica Alba and Josh
Brolin.
It attempts to ape the style of film noir, and achieves this, but there
is no subtlety, no light relief, nothing beyond the stylized visuals and the
choreographed mayhem.
This second Sin
City movie is a triumph
of style over substance. Utterly lacking in humour, it takes itself way too
seriously.
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