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Corneliu PorumboiuScenariusz:
Corneliu PorumboiuZdjęcia:
Tudor MirceaObsada:
Vlad Ivanov, Catrinel Marlon, Rodica Lazar, Agustí Villaronga, Sabin Tambrea, Antonio Buíl, George Pistereanu, Cristóbal Pinto, Sergiu Costache (więcej)VOD (1)
Opisy(1)
Mistrz rumuńskiej Nowej Fali zabiera nas więc na wakacje od powagi, i to nie byle gdzie, bo na Gomerę, jedną z Wysp Kanaryjskich. To tu przypływa skorumpowany, ponury gliniarz z Bukaresztu (Vlad Ivanov), by nauczyć się sekretnego lokalnego języka gwizdów, el silbo. Dzięki niemu Cristi może dogadywać się z mafią i planować porwanie, gwiżdżąc na policyjne podsłuchy. Nauczycielami Rumuna zostają tutejszy gangster i tajemnicza, ciemnowłosa femme fatale (Catrinel Marlon), której nie mogło zabraknąć w opowieści mistrzowsko doprawiającej mieszankę kryminału, komedii, heist movie i westernu garścią błyskotliwych nawiązań do filmów noir. Zresztą to właśnie kobiety pociągają za sznurki tej nietypowej opowieści o policjantach i złodziejach. (Gutek Film)
(więcej)Recenzje (3)
The Whistlers is a really strange genre mix – in the positive and negative sense. The idea of whistled speech is truly unusual, and even though it is not exactly a hygienic way of communicating, it still has its charm. Story-wise, I found the film a bit dull and inconsistent at the beginning, which thankfully changed in the second half, when you didn't really know who was with whom and who was against whom – in this respect I appreciate the unpredictability of the character development, even though it was perhaps too confusing at times. I don't quite understand the classification of the film in the comedy genre, because it didn't contain any downright funny moments. As I said, a very strange film!
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An interesting film thanks to a novel idea, but I expected more. The main character is a cop who gets involved with the drug mafia and learns code talk by whistling. It is very original, but nothing much of interest happens in the film. Praise should be given to the gorgeous Catrinel Marlon, who shows up naked, and the final shootout has something going for it, but it's not enough for me. It lacked verve and I don't understand the comedy label. Story***, Action**, Humor>No, Violence>No, Entertainment***, Music**, Visuals***, Atmosphere**, Suspense*. 5/10.
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My great joke about it being as if the Romanian New Wave had been relegated to a genre setting fizzled after I found out that Porumboiu made it, so indeed the Romanian New Wave had been relegated to a genre setting. The horrible apathy and ordinariness is inspiring in some ways, and actually quite funny, but it often just got on my nerves. Most notably in the "humorous" scenes, which operate on a "Here's a joke. Yup, it’s lying right here on the ground. It's gonna lie there for a while. But you have to pick it up if you want to laugh. So, what's it gonna be? You don't want to? I don't care." In many ways, the protagonist is reminiscent of the protagonist in Sorrentino's The Consequences of Love.
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