A tout moment, on sent que tout peut arriver ! Jonathan Glazer parvient à maintenir une tension incroyable tout au long de son film, admirablement composé, sans se prendre trop au sérieux pour autant : il s'amuse et nous tient! Remarquable interprétation de Ben Kingsley ! Cet acteur peut tout jouer !
Sur un scénario des plus classiques, Glazer parvient à surprendre, amuser et intriguer. Ray Winstone et Ben Kingsley sont parfaits dans leur rôle, respectivement de malfrat anglais à la retraite et de psychopathe toujours en activité. Bref, du très bon, réalisé avec beaucoup d'imagination. Hâte de voir son dernier, 'Under the Skin'.
An incredibly smart, brutal, and entertaining film full of must-see performances. Winstone is in top form as he lumbers around like a fat crocodile that lost its bite, while Kingsley is uncomfortably terrifying. The overall style is gorgeous, quite unique at times - riveting, really. Works as both a brawny, masculine gangster story as well as a critique of brawny, masculine gangster stories. British as all hell.
Sexy Beast tries to sustain its coolness and editing choices. Besides that, we do have vibrant performances - but I was hoping for this film to dig deeper. At the end, forgetting its aesthetics and quirky poetic-runaways, Glazer builds a film that's more like a swiming pool and less a journey deep: it's entertaining and playful, and it does catch the atention for some minutes, but it's far away from the abyss.
It has some of Glazer's visual allure, but in terms of plot and acting it's not that fascinating, albeit being an decent first feature. I think the film spends too much time setting up everything for the last 20 minutes or so, leaving some lose-ends and not enough tension. Kingsley plays a cartoon and the two ladies that showed great potential were basically ignored during most of the time.
Too British (I'm English, but I can't stand our general style). British cinema is a wasteland, and apart from the interestings artists we have working in experimental and video-art (Nick Collins, Hamlyn, Sarah Pucill, etc), almost a disgrace. Considering the output, British cinema may well be the worst in the world; which is in contrast to music, where there are so many interesting bands.