Just don’t miss the first 5 minutes of this intensely boring film it’s the most dramatic, for the rest, carry your own pillow and blanket. Documentaries on snails will be more interesting that seeing Clooney (Character names: Jack/Edward) drive around suspiciously through the first hour of this colourless film. I have not endured a more painful 2 hours and 15 minutes other than at my dentist’s office.
Director Anton Corbjin totally, completely and entirely manages to get a weekend enthused theatre audience to snooze off into a deep slumber. Rowan Joffe’s script from Martin Booth’s novel ‘A Very Private Gentleman’ unveils the story of the life of a secretive assassin who seeks a private setting in a rundown Italian village to carry on his next project. Wintry greys, pebbled blocks, and depressive emotions portray the grim reality of this profession. The pros are, Clooney in his expressionless yet handsome face of his with salt pepper hair sporting, dark coats, his brown Omega (ever so classy) and tanned trousers.
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| The Chase... |
The beautiful Clara (Violante) plays a prostitute who falls in love with our Americano and adds a little positivity to the script, with her low neck lacy satin dresses and floral shrugs. She glides through the frames like a dew drop before daylight. The slight element of interest is as Clooney does his push ups sporting his tattoos (he is simply allergic to aging) and fiddling around assembling a certain type of gun he’s busy crafting. The detailing goes right down to weapon speed, recoil and shot bursts.
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| Close Encounters |
The quaint elements also are the 2-3 cafe’s as grim as the film Cafe Tucci, Rome Patisseries’ and the only spark of colour is Clara’s blood red lipstick shade, she carries off beautifully with her Caucasian look.
My Rating: 0.5/5
By: Lily Shroff
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