Un tentativo fallimentare da parte di Tony Scott di emulare il fratellone Ridley, che già di per sé ha le sue belle pecche. Fate voi i conti. Le classiche battute scontate da film d'azione mediocre riempiono un involucro fatto di inquadrature banali, luce piatta ed eventi prevedibili, pronto per essere spedito nella casella dei film "Vorrei ma non posso" del cinema di poco gusto.
Fast paced and frenzied, Scott's storytelling leaves a little to be desired but the sleaze, the expected kinetic editing and some inspired soundtrack choices more than make up for this and it's refreshing to see Knightley cast against type too. Verdict? A blast, if frequently a murky one.
Glamour & then guns. The featurettes show how different the real Domino is from Knightly's version; it is a brave homage nonetheless. Kelly's vaguely surrealistic script and Scott's off-the-wall visual style are a match made in (cinema) heaven. The weakest point is Édgar Ramirez, who reluctantly plays Rourke's aide and Knightley's love interest. "Girls with guns" never looked this good.
Tony Scott's most unfairly savaged film: the one where the style most fits the content, where the crass elements are most clearly satirical, and where the shifting interplay between reality and media make for a cheeky look at a world drowning in pop culture. Seeing it for the first time yesterday, I'm not sure why this was so hated when it came out in theaters. Then again, I had a pause button.