After a near-fatal plane crash in WWII, Olympian Louis Zamperini spends a
harrowing 47 days in a raft with two fellow crewmen before he's caught
by the Japanese navy and sent to a prisoner-of-war camp.
Director:
Angelina JolieWriters:
Joel Coen (screenplay), Ethan Coen (screenplay), 3 more credits »Stars:
Jack O'Connell, Takamasa Ishihara, Domhnall GleesonStoryline
The life of Louis Zamperini, an Olympic athlete who joined the armed forces during the second world war. Only to be captured by the Japanese navy after a plane crash in the Pacific. During his capture, Louie must continue his fight by surviving through the war.User Reviews
i don't care if the
guys who did the screenplay are famous Cohen brothers, nor do i care or
pay too much attention to the director, a female actress who got too
many demons in her past up to her present, okay? this flick just made me
become a shaking-head zombie when i tried to watch it but failed after
wasted 40 minutes of lifetime. first of all, the screenplay sucks big
time! too typically formulaic with a lame and pointless storyline, with
several guys occupied the big screen for nothing to tell since the
brothers recognized by themselves at the very beginning to draft a
nothing to tell story. so they used the typical and overly used format
to stuff the beanbag of it, centered on one of the guys' childhood,
boyhood, hometown, college years, competition, romance...whatever they
could borrow from the already overly used stuff, including the kitchen
sink and bathroom soap.
the air raid scenes when this stupid pointless film started doomed it to be a lousy film right away. the pilot and the co-pilot both looked overdosed with Valiums, they were two mummies, their dumb and dummy facial expressions only exposed that they were in a video mirage created in the movie studio, both looked so unnaturally calm and numb to the situation, two lousy actors led the way to start a lousy film already. then one more stupid scene came up: so many strategic bombers tried to bomb certain unknown target on an island(or whatever or wherever inland of japan?) occupied by japs. there were so many bombers ahead and around this particular bomber, yet none of the others hit the target until this particular bomber dropped theirs and hit right on the mark, then a huge explosion and fireball risen from the ground up. yeah, right, because the film was centered on this particular bomber and its crew, so the glory must be all tributed to this bomber and its crew, other bombers never hit the target, because they were just cosmetic make-up crap. then the typical air combat scenes continued, the .50mm caliber machine guns handled by this particular crew on this particular bomber hit and destroyed so many japs' 0 fighter planes, we heard the non-stop DaDaDaDaDaDaDaDaDaDaDadadadadadadadadadada machine guns bullets fired, fired and fired, but with no ejected shells littered around, while the major lead actor went through the cabin to encourage his crew members with such a calm manners, another guy taken too many Valiums? then the bomber got problem, then it went down and crashed into the ocean, some of the crew didn't make it but some of them survived on a raft, then sunburns, hunger, eating raw fish sashimi, then saved by the japs, became POWs, tortured by the japs, then because the guys were American patriots, they never been broken, they.....well, these crappy scenarios were already used thousand times by Hollywood and the British movies. although there are so many similar or even exactly the same ones, this one just turned out to be a one that absolutely unnecessary. i don't know why this film had to be made, for what purpose, or there's some special favor to be repaid to the playwright or this specific so-called actress-turn-director person. the whole nine-yard endeavor and making simply achieved nothing, a big NADA. the only bless we feel lucky is since everything became digital and computerized, we didn't waste the expensive films anymore. god bless Hollywood and those who so moronically wasted their money in big-Nada movies. everyday or every morning, we have to go to the restroom to relieve ourselves, but there's absolutely no need to ask us to relieve this kinda crap again and again. there's no point and very cruel and heartless.
the air raid scenes when this stupid pointless film started doomed it to be a lousy film right away. the pilot and the co-pilot both looked overdosed with Valiums, they were two mummies, their dumb and dummy facial expressions only exposed that they were in a video mirage created in the movie studio, both looked so unnaturally calm and numb to the situation, two lousy actors led the way to start a lousy film already. then one more stupid scene came up: so many strategic bombers tried to bomb certain unknown target on an island(or whatever or wherever inland of japan?) occupied by japs. there were so many bombers ahead and around this particular bomber, yet none of the others hit the target until this particular bomber dropped theirs and hit right on the mark, then a huge explosion and fireball risen from the ground up. yeah, right, because the film was centered on this particular bomber and its crew, so the glory must be all tributed to this bomber and its crew, other bombers never hit the target, because they were just cosmetic make-up crap. then the typical air combat scenes continued, the .50mm caliber machine guns handled by this particular crew on this particular bomber hit and destroyed so many japs' 0 fighter planes, we heard the non-stop DaDaDaDaDaDaDaDaDaDaDadadadadadadadadadada machine guns bullets fired, fired and fired, but with no ejected shells littered around, while the major lead actor went through the cabin to encourage his crew members with such a calm manners, another guy taken too many Valiums? then the bomber got problem, then it went down and crashed into the ocean, some of the crew didn't make it but some of them survived on a raft, then sunburns, hunger, eating raw fish sashimi, then saved by the japs, became POWs, tortured by the japs, then because the guys were American patriots, they never been broken, they.....well, these crappy scenarios were already used thousand times by Hollywood and the British movies. although there are so many similar or even exactly the same ones, this one just turned out to be a one that absolutely unnecessary. i don't know why this film had to be made, for what purpose, or there's some special favor to be repaid to the playwright or this specific so-called actress-turn-director person. the whole nine-yard endeavor and making simply achieved nothing, a big NADA. the only bless we feel lucky is since everything became digital and computerized, we didn't waste the expensive films anymore. god bless Hollywood and those who so moronically wasted their money in big-Nada movies. everyday or every morning, we have to go to the restroom to relieve ourselves, but there's absolutely no need to ask us to relieve this kinda crap again and again. there's no point and very cruel and heartless.
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