Year: 2009 Length: 130
Source: U.S.
Color: C
Genre: Action , Fantasy Horror, Romance
From: novel by Stephenie Meyer
Production: Imprint Entertainment, Summit Entertainment, Troy Rodriguez Productions
Warning: N or
Director: Chris Weitz
A saga is a saga. Good or bad is when you see the first chapter is morally obliged to see all of the following. And so it was for me, yesterday, at the multiplex trust.
I sit and look around: no teenager in the throes of hormonal storms or hardened fans with banners or something. I would say that is a good step forward. And the man replies that I have to thank the brain is not the first. Right!
We go though the film itself and start talking about its relevance to the book. Well, the affinity is good, the book is respected, even if it is necessary to condense a lot of cut scenes and a lot of pieces (as has always been, with respect to transpositions of the paper). Despite this, the film comes out with his head down, winking to Meyer as if to say "hey, the second novel was Pizzos ... and the film !"... and you'd be: the single most important scenes are played without interruption and with good fidelity, but this still allows the viewer to fully understand the movie without having read the paper counterpart.
I will not dwell on the story itself, which may appeal as disgusting. What I want is to look at the film transpires as the public. I must say that the acting is bad. At least one of Edward. And I have yet to figure out if it is because the voice actor or if he had to strive to be like Pattinson at the point of being obliged to speak as if they were inside a press. The "good" as Kristen has to undertake business as usual, the usual expressions and used to do repetitive. Mr. Lautner is to keep the film afloat, with a convincing performance on average and a physicist who has ripped more than a round of applause to the women in the room and admired more than one look to their male counterparts, especially during the clashes. The good thing is the level of realism of the wolves, with a clever use of computer graphics. But it's all here. The film is not excited, not all jump and not get bored. I was thrown into a state of apathy after the first twenty minutes, which, however, he served numerous jokes on a silver platter. The book was a mess of saccharine sentiments cheap for girls with little brains and the film follows exactly the same vein, being faithful in this.
But after all this is that the film wants to be: not a blockbuster or a cult movie, just a money-making machine and a leisure pass for two hours without much thought on his mind. A note on
however, goes to Michael Sheen and Dakota Fanning. The latter (along with a packet of m & m's) really helped me to stay awake when your eyes were about to give way.
0 comments:
Post a Comment