I saw "The Girl on The Train" last evening at Forum(I have seen as many films there as at PVR Diamond Plaza in recent times).I watched it primarily for the one week only criteria.It's being shown at three Inox theatres,Forum,Quest and South City in after 5pm slots primarily.That feels like a sign that the exhibitors do not see it lasting beyond a week.At the time of writing the film is doing well at the American box office however.The hall was fairly full on Monday.So I could well be proved wrong.
Emily Blunt's eyes are radiant and the filmmakers use it well.Somehow the colour of her eyes seemed to go well with the colour of the alcohol that she is often seen to be imbibing. Women suffer,men are the tormentors-that is the crux of the film. This is a universal truth but there is a sense of overkill even with worthy adages.One can make an efficient,or importantly, a plausible, film by sticking to conventions but when you're sailing with them,in not a particularly well covered state,then there will be rough tidings.
A person who was among the audience members said afterwards that the film was psychotic.I decidedly disagree with his conception.This was a formula served with gloss in the form of attractive white skinned people.A foreign element is paid lip service to in the form of a line or two about a couple of accents that two characters possess.No explanation,just a mention.The film is set in a parochial landscape in the city suburbs.Everyone is there on cue(no one has to go too far) to accuse one another of rotten deeds.It is somewhat apt that the most decent seeming person turns out to be the worst of the lot.The film's threshold and level of expectations is low,it believes in moving little and when it does it goes in extremes .Alcoholism,a recurrent theme of the film, is treated superficially.Once the murder mystery is solved Blunt becomes sober even though her condition is a long persisting one.It doesn't make emotional sense and when a film fails to do that I feel underwhelmed and cheated.
Hopefully the other films that I see this week will be compensatory.
Emily Blunt's eyes are radiant and the filmmakers use it well.Somehow the colour of her eyes seemed to go well with the colour of the alcohol that she is often seen to be imbibing. Women suffer,men are the tormentors-that is the crux of the film. This is a universal truth but there is a sense of overkill even with worthy adages.One can make an efficient,or importantly, a plausible, film by sticking to conventions but when you're sailing with them,in not a particularly well covered state,then there will be rough tidings.
A person who was among the audience members said afterwards that the film was psychotic.I decidedly disagree with his conception.This was a formula served with gloss in the form of attractive white skinned people.A foreign element is paid lip service to in the form of a line or two about a couple of accents that two characters possess.No explanation,just a mention.The film is set in a parochial landscape in the city suburbs.Everyone is there on cue(no one has to go too far) to accuse one another of rotten deeds.It is somewhat apt that the most decent seeming person turns out to be the worst of the lot.The film's threshold and level of expectations is low,it believes in moving little and when it does it goes in extremes .Alcoholism,a recurrent theme of the film, is treated superficially.Once the murder mystery is solved Blunt becomes sober even though her condition is a long persisting one.It doesn't make emotional sense and when a film fails to do that I feel underwhelmed and cheated.
Hopefully the other films that I see this week will be compensatory.
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