There is Nothing Wrong with wanting to make an Anti-Modernist Crime Movie Void of Overused, cue Guy Ritchie, Stylized Violence and Shoot-Em-Up Excess. But You can go too Far in the Other Direction.
There are some Scenes in this Neo-Noir from Britain that seems to be there for no other Reason as if to Say, Hey this is Cerebral and not Visceral, so get with it. The Post Autopsy and Psychiatry Stuff is Informative but Ambiguous.
It is not that these Things are Unwelcome, but are there to the Exclusion of some other more Important, more Snappy Items for those that may Require a bit more of the Hard-Boiled and a Little Less of the Scientific.
The Under Styling of the Underworld is too much In Your Face as it tries so hard to be Not In Your Face. It ends up Lacking Verve, but does have Enough Intrigue to Recommend, although it does seem too Short, Shallow, and Serene.
But there is an Attractive Brood going on and its Melancholy in Place of Mania might be just the Antidote some are Seeking in this Age of Overindulgence from Films on just about Every Level.
There are some Scenes in this Neo-Noir from Britain that seems to be there for no other Reason as if to Say, Hey this is Cerebral and not Visceral, so get with it. The Post Autopsy and Psychiatry Stuff is Informative but Ambiguous.
It is not that these Things are Unwelcome, but are there to the Exclusion of some other more Important, more Snappy Items for those that may Require a bit more of the Hard-Boiled and a Little Less of the Scientific.
The Under Styling of the Underworld is too much In Your Face as it tries so hard to be Not In Your Face. It ends up Lacking Verve, but does have Enough Intrigue to Recommend, although it does seem too Short, Shallow, and Serene.
But there is an Attractive Brood going on and its Melancholy in Place of Mania might be just the Antidote some are Seeking in this Age of Overindulgence from Films on just about Every Level.