77/100 (Ana fikir olarak hayatım boyunca izlediğim en cesur ve en eleştirel filmdi. Kesinlikle Işid belasını gördükten sonra bu filmin yapıldığına eminim. Başta dini öven bir film sanıp küfür etsem de çocuğun söylediği her ayetteki vahim sözcükler ve üstte hangi ayet olduğunu yazması gördüğüm en sert ironilerden biriydi. Mesaj çok net ; Kutsal kitapları harfiyen uygularsanız başroldeki çocuk gibi olursunuz !)
[3.5] A story about how religious dedication can lead to blindness and hatred instead of leading to a moral life. Another example of how simple it is to slip into extremity, ignoring any other perspective to life, except one's own. Personally, the execution is not to my ultimate taste, as the acting is too theatrical, but altogether a nice work.
A schematic and over-determined script made what should have been intellectually invigorating naff. I suspect it was slightly more effective as a play. Interesting enough to think about as a specifically Russian film - certainly it could only have been made in a post-Communist country and I think if I were Russian it might have resonated with me more directly. Hopefully not unfair to say it was Dostoevsky-lite.
No complaints regarding what I will concede is in general commendable camerawork and mise-en-scène. However, the screenplay is utter garbage and it is delivered in such an unremittingly shrill manner that I found myself growing increasingly irritable. When I left the theatre I was perplexed at how completely pissed off I was at existence itself. I am shocked by how much I hated this experience.