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Rob MarshallArgumento:
Robin SwicordCâmara:
Dion BeebeMúsica:
John WilliamsElenco:
Ziyi Zhang, Ken Watanabe, Kōji Yakusho, Michelle Yeoh, Li Gong, Kaori Momoi, Yūki Kudō, Suzuka Ohgo, Togo Igawa, Mako, Samantha Futerman, Elizabeth Sung (mais)Sinopses(1)
In the years before World War II, a Japanese child is torn from her penniless family to work as a geisha house. Despite a treacherous rival who nearly breaks her spirit, the girl blossoms into the legendary geisha Sayuri. Beautiful and accomplished, Sayuri captivates the most powerful men of her day, but is haunted by her secret love for the one man beyond her reach. (texto oficial do distribuidor)
(mais)Críticas (5)
Um quase-tédio nobre. É como se Rob Marshall não soubesse sobre o que faz o filme, em que cultura opera, onde pular e o que é menos importante. Os únicos elementos que tornam interessante a coleção de cenas sem emoção e sem piada que se seguem são os atores sólidos e a bela música de John Williams. Algo também é salvo pelos últimos dois minutos (com cores de fundo bem misturadas), que, ao mesmo tempo, matam o desenlace do assunto deliberadamente não-hollywood, por outro lado, dão-lhe o contraponto emocional necessário para satisfazer o espetador de mainstream.
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What can it be like when a Hollywood director decides to do a movie on a Japanese topic? Opulent, megalomaniac, romantic and in many respects also respectful of the culture. And I kind of think that this is a success.
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Every once in a while a movie caresses me and makes the next few days more beautiful for me. Memoirs of a Geisha is one of them. The sight of the graceful movements and gait of the geishas blew me away so much that I wished I was one for a while. Ziyi Zhang always looks fragile and influential at the same time in front of the camera. That's why she was absolutely perfect as Sayuri. Of course, praise is also due to the other actors, as I didn't notice any unnatural overacting. I am pleasantly surprised... 4.5 stars.
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Rob Marshall relies on superficial attractiveness, extravagance, and exoticism. His film is not intended for the Japanese audience, as it would probably be inappropriate to cast an actress of Chinese origin in a key role. The film has great visuals, at least in the first half, with the camera gliding along the winding streets of the historic district full of undulating roofs, the graceful curves of young beauties, their meticulous make-up, and elegant kimonos. While the form is polished, the content represents a banal fairytale about how a poor girl eventually found happiness through countless hardships and obstacles, fulfilling her desires. It is shallow and, considering the excessively long runtime, quite empty. The beginning is promising, but the rawness lasts only about 15 minutes, and then it just plays along without providing any statement about the time, society, or specific characters. Though Memoirs of a Geisha looks nearly perfect, it lacks spirit and without it, it is only halfway there. It resembles Christmas decorations - beautiful at first sight, shiny, but hollow and with a short lifespan. Overall impression: 45%.
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The truth is unfortunately that Rob Marshall gets quite lost and doesn't know where to go with this. The material is much stronger and denser than he is able to handle, and this results in a mess with some sensitive shots and scenes, but they quite often overshadowed by the typical touch of Hollywood big-budget production. The visuals and the production design, on the other hand, are superb. From the costumes, the breathtaking sets (it was filmed exclusively in Los Angeles!) to the clearly Oscar-worthy cinematography that focuses mainly on details – the cameraman excels to the fullest. The screenplay is quite routine, but that was somewhat expected. The excellent composition by John Williams adds to the overall pleasant and well-captured atmosphere. Otherwise, apart from occasional moments, it is too cold.
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