Heh, you know, it's rare when a Russian film is so full of emotions. Here Chernovik achieved this. Read below my review of the movie without spoilers to the story, I do not know how well emotions will fall into the text, but I'll try. Go!
You know, I read Chernovik and Lukyanenko for a long time. It was so long ago that I honestly hardly remember the plot. The only thing I remember is that I read both books in awe and they liked me wild. The association of something incredible and fantastic, but at the same time dynamic and interesting - that's what remains of memories of books. Well, the film Chernovik directly inspired to re-read these masterpiece. To break the taste from what he saw. I told many films of Sarik in my time, but here a special case (especially the director is not Sarik).
Surprisingly, the first two-thirds of the film The Draft is straight even more than not bad. Seriously. Yes, they left the idea of the book as always far and in an incomprehensible direction. Yes, there are moments that amaze with their stupidity and stupidity. Yes, to freeze animators who created special effects Night Watch and defreeze them today to create a draft - maybe not the best idea, since many studios on the knee would have been better written, since computers today are not pentiums anymore, and maybe better graphics editors forward seriously. But...
The most buzz of the film is that what idiot just thought of introducing into the plot of the film and the film itself the image of biomechanical matryoshkas, the essence and meaning of which in the story are not disclosed. Maybe I have partial amnesia, but something in the books seems like it was not. This is how much it is necessary to get fumigated and the grass from which of the worlds, in order to think of such a thing? Well there is no way to describe without spoilers to the plot, this extravaganza should be seen personally. The extravaganza and its senselessness.
It's a shame in Chernovik that the sound link and rudiments of a good story in the film were. And the first half of the film, except for certain moments, they even somehow made their way through the stupidity and idiocy of what is happening. But then ... Then Sarik's virus became an epidemic that probably infected not only the director, but also writers and all the others.
To me one thing is interesting. Is the generation of people taking films in Russia today so dumb and hopeless? Well, really still at the stage of the prescribed script it does not become evident that the film is already not being produced right now, that the audience will crack the skull by slapping the palm over the forehead throughout the entire film? Well, can not this be realized and changed in advance? Well, I do not believe that I, Roman, are so clever as the navel of the earth, my friends doomed to go to the film are also unrecognized geniuses, while Sergei Mokritsky, in an embrace with the screenwriters, is the people who were taken into the profession by distribution, and not for talent. Well, okay, it's not like that. But here you go to the film and make sure - it happens. How is this possible - still do not understand.\
Despite the rudiments of adequacy and even some single good ideas, the film turned out to be the delirium of a gray mare. Cleaner shoot here no longer makes any sense. But in fact it was possible to make a whole movie on the basis of the novel to make Russian. God himself ordered. But the couple did not dare. They took something like Defenders-2. My sadness and grief simply do not have limits. Looking forward to a review from Badcomedian with impatience. There is where to swing at thousands of good jokes. And by the way, yes, the postscript, in the book, the plot of history with the erasure of life took only a couple of pages, immediately took off for 20 minutes. What for?
