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Steven SoderberghForgatókönyvíró:
Lem DobbsOperatőr:
Steven SoderberghZeneszerző:
David HolmesSzereplők:
Gina Carano, Michael Douglas, Michael Fassbender, Ewan McGregor, Channing Tatum, Bill Paxton, Antonio Banderas, Michael Angarano, Mathieu Kassovitz (több)Tartalmak(1)
Mallory Kane magasan képzett ügynök, aki az amerikai kormány részére megbízásokat teljesítő biztonsági vállalatnak dolgozik, és a világ legveszélyesebb sarkaiban hajt végre feladatokat. Egy sikeres akció után azonban gyilkossággal vádolják, és hamarosan profi bérgyilkosok hada kezdi üldözni, akik minden trükkjét ismerik. Mallory rádöbben: valaki elárulta. Több országhatáron átkelve menekül hatóságok és magáncégek specialistái elől, miközben a lehetőségei egyre szűkülnek. Sarokba szorítva Mallory briliáns – és veszélyes – csapdát állít, hogy végre tisztázza magát, és kiderítse, ki az igazi áruló. (Pro Video Film)
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A bűn hálójában egy stílusos thriller akar lenni, menő főhőssel, fizikai akcióval és okos cselekménnyel. De csak egy stílusos hülyeség lesz belőle, ami túl komolyan veszi magát, a szórakoztató műfajhoz képest feleslegesen átláthatatlan, és a főszereplője egy erőszakos leszbikus, akinek a sorsa nem érdekel. Vitathatóan vegyesen összekevert popkultúra.
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Neither fish nor fowl. Soderbergh built the film on the participation of martial arts champion Gina Carano, and she is great in the action scenes as expected. When character acting is necessary, however, she clearly lags behind. Not that she is horrible, but she does not master the more complex nuances of acting and cannot present her character convincingly. She lacks the charisma that a star in the lead role needs. Soderbergh may have hired a whole range of famous names, but they are just tagalongs. I'm afraid there won't be that many people that Soderbergh will enchant with this because this is neither art nor a B-action movie. One would expect Soderbergh, as a symbol of independent film, to sneak a whole range of other meanings into the film, but it somehow lacks that. Haywire is worth a single watch, but I wouldn't bother a second time. Overall impression: 55%.
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Soderbergh goes against expectations once more - although that was actually expected - and offers a simple fable in which the plot comes last. The schematics of the director's rendition of the secret agents and even more secret leaders evoke in me a mockery of the rules of the genre rather than its adoration. I'm no film scholar, so I don't have to do any digging into it. I was entertained by the clear action scenes, dominated by Gina Carano's physical abilities, and Soderbergh's unorthodox approach. So when Holmes' bizarre music plays during the hostage liberation scene, which evokes cheap spy themes, I sank into my seat and rode on a fully positive wave until the end. PS: I'd damn well change places with Fassbender in the leg choke scene.
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The whole thing is nothing-like, empty. The action scenes are top-rate (the chase through the forest!), in terms of acting - nothing to criticize, but the fillers between one piece of action to the next bored me to death. I’m sorry, but actors just reeling off their lines without a thought just isn’t enough for me. Haywire is ingeniously directed, just the frequently inappropriate music bothered me.
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From Soderbergh, it's actually capital malice. To shoot such simple B-movie misery with such narrative finesse, prudence, but at the same time with moments when Haywire ostentatiously declares the good old era of VHS excavations (iconic shots of the heroine's face, the ending (!!!), meaningless cuts into sharp backlight, etc.). The advantages of the film stand out when you put it in the context of the annoying fashion of female agents (Salt, Colombiana) - Soderbergh irritates, calms, laughs, stays in the intentions of his clinical mode, but this time with a somewhat chill out flavor (elevator music and calm cut give it really long smoke). Haywire is amusing with its nonsense, which it is completely aware of. It's a film that pretends to be the possible beginning of a B-series - but it's too reflectively confident and deliberately subversive for a godless B-movie. It's just Steven's controlled flicker, a fun anecdote that unfortunately didn't go as far as Drive and contented itself with a great deal of uselessness. Paradoxically, I enjoyed this nonsense. [70%] P.S. Gina Carano really has balls, in a bourgeois dress and in the use of choke holds.
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