Or maybe Seven and a Half Psychopaths? McDonagh's follow-up to his disarmingly beautiful feature debut In Bruges is packed to bursting with homages to old hipsters (and actual old hipsters), as if to distract us from the film-sized hole that is the film itself. Or else not to distract us, but to extend into the limbo of fading idols its perverse, fumbling critique of perverse, fumbling masculinity in dopey extremis.
An exciting film effortlessly blending comedy and clever meta-commentary. A truly fascinating potpourri of characters and plot lines going in crazy directions that nonetheless are always believable. Comparisons to Tarantino and Adaptation aren't off the mark, but that's not to say it feels derivative; this is a refreshingly original comedy.
self referential meta before meta tarantino wannabee, apart from the joy of watching walken do his thing, this film is relatively painful to watch. not least because colin farrell appears to have no acting skills whatsoever & his greatest performance comes from his eyebrows who always seem to steal his scenes. its also way too self-aware of its own apparent ingenuity at calling the genre cliches then doing them
Une œuvre hautement délirante dont l'extrême saugrenuité contribue à la fois à son charme certain et souriant mais aussi à son incisive déception. En effet, l'interaction entre les différents personnages reste fort discutable voire ténue avec l'absence flagrante d'une certaine unité émotionnelle et narrative... www.cinefiches.com
This story’s events flow from one to the next perfectly. Every scene is setting up for later while having its own purpose for being in the movie and satisfying points that were set up previously. It felt rewarding to watch the story being both unexpecting but naturally flowing. The meta was a bit too thick at times.