For a film that bases its premise of two guys having a conversation, offers us very little sparrings between them. Who’d have thought that would be an advantage!
The director Fernando Meirelles is stirring things up a bit. He has an avant garde approach for this story. Sure. But it isn’t related to the storyline. There is no Adam McKay speech visible here. His bold moves are more focused on colouring this picture that is presented to us. He, with his frisky editor, films this calm philosophically and ethically challenged content like some Marvel franchise film. There are flashbacks, returning of those flashbacks and opinions of the flashbacks. Marking almost one third of the film shuffling back and forth, its way out the door, the film keeps its audience on their toes. Now, the question that it begs, is that why should that be necessary? Why is that the priority? For often such conversations related film tend to keep us hooked anyway. It is because the writer Anthony McCarten; who has done a fabulous work, knows that he can’t spread his wings in these conversations like one can in such scenarios. Not only is material highly sensitive, but also the script is sculpted in a way to be only fueling on its definite structure. Why, definite structure? Well, then as said earlier it feels like a Marvel film. It knows where to go and when to go. It doesn’t have the luxury to improvise. It is confident on its views. And it shows. The rest of the responsibility is up to the performances. Jonathan Pryce though has an attractive character to portray, Anthony Hopkins as the underdog steals the show away for me. And maybe also because he dances like no one. Resisting and accepting at the same time.