Hmm, I had expected to experience Václav Marhoul's passion for and personal reflection of Jerzy Kosinski's novel. Instead Václav delivers a kind of guide to the content. What an anti-climax.
This film adaptation has no feeling, or compassion for the individuals or the time period it claims to portray. One effect of this patchwork is that probably many will read or re-read about the unusual and upsetting novel.
Review of The Painted Bird
