Other than a few scenes that display the cinematography of Benoit Debie, this film is kind of a drag. Neither Debie nor Charlotte Gainsbourg could save this film, and you can see the pain in the actors eyes of having to be involved in it and wishing it were over.
FNC '15 Remove the actors and the script and there may be something interesting left. A technical marvel in which Wenders explores stereographic 3D technology with cinematographer Benoit Debie and often comes up with an interesting palate to work with. However, the film itself, with its long winded and silly plotting and god awful characterizations is a chore to get through. Franco looks constipated not in angst.
It deserves 0, not even 1. I do not understand how a master of cinema like Wim Wenders does not feel ashamed for having made such a bad, idiotic and unrealistic movie. Shame on him. No ideas, horrific photography, risible script. About the actors…it is better to not to speak
Franco's acting is the worst among a cast of characters who already barely exist or interact in any authentic way. The story could have held some weight if portrayed with any depth or emotion, but instead we have two hours of an overbearing score, made-for-TV type directing and editing, and a mundane decade in the life of several people who should have more to convey. This was awful.
Win Wenders déroule avec une remarquable simplicité un récit intimiste tout en tension rentrée. Il fait éclore du temps qui passe, du drame glaçant quelque chose d'envoutant, une ambiance... Si on attend toujours qu'il se passe quelque chose, le pardon finale apparaît dans sa plus grande pureté, comme évident, la délivrance qu'on attendait. L'immensité des plans et la retenue de l'ensemble dépasse le film lui-même.
It's nice and kinda surprising to watch the chemistry between Charlotte Gainsbourg and James Franco, but the whole script looks weak and unfinished, even though it was very promising in the first half of the film. Not the best from Wim Wenders.