My brother thinks that we should have cameras on us 24/7 to prevent crime, but this is a little more extreme than that. There's a subtext about people only being able to express a certain amount of emotion. This is further enhanced by the set design which has a lot of empty open surfaces as people do their work in their brain. The effect is calming, like you could relax and take a nap.
As per usual with Niccol he is big on ideas but not good on follow through. What starts out in a pretty intriguing way falls apart half way due to inconsistent plotting and plodding stock characters. Despite a strong cast the story never comes alive and it feels I am watching a short film streched beyond its already meager means. It becomes boring and when the finale comes the final reveal leaves zero impression.
What Brian K. Vaughan's "The Private Eye" has in color and weird, this has in melancholy and subtlety. And just like "Creative Control" it explores not just privacy issues, but how mixed (up) reality might be, if we extrapolate from the current trends in tech. This, though smoothly, almost feels at times militant, in a good way. And does not spoil itself, like "The Circle". Solid premise with discreet design.
Nice premises wasted in an amateurish film fashion. Severe problems with the direction (all those failed dialogues) and the final editing and post. The pace is just odd in a bad way. A film about points of view that actually lacks a point of view. I like the art direction, somehow. But, sadly, you never get a true glimpse of the mechanics of this totalitarian future. A great detective story that never happened.
Interesting premise, as total algorithm based surveillance is closer and closer, but shoddy as a movie. Why is it always the exact same noir-clichés with these scifis, the same hard-boiled masculinity? The world here is sleek and empty, like the levels of some first person shooter game from five years ago. Is that a statement, or just more of the same boring post-scandinavian decor that is so very MODERN?
Roteiro previsível, mas uma festa para os olhos de quem gosta de arquitetura e design contemporâneos. Direção de arte sedutora magnetiza o espectador até o final. Trilha sonora e sonoplastia impecáveis. Cenas de sexo fake são puro clichê, com moças plasticamente perfeitas como o entorno. O galã, que começa a ficar flácido, fode sem tirar a camisa. 2 1/2 estrelas
Although I'm mostly aware it's the kind of B-grade garbage that Netflix has become a primary dispenser of, I can't deny a certain thrill in seeing these hollowed capitalist (&all white) urban designs rendered in such a bloodless film. It evinces nothing of ourselves, the nihilistic thrill of seeing a detective sink into drugs + sex and not caring if they get out.