Realização:
Hans Petter MolandCâmara:
Philip ØgaardMúsica:
George FentonElenco:
Liam Neeson, Tom Bateman, Tom Jackson, Laura Dern, Nicholas Holmes, Emmy Rossum, Domenick Lombardozzi, Julia Jones, William Forsythe, Michael Eklund (mais)Streaming (3)
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Bem-vindos a Kehoe. A temperatura é de 10 graus negativos e a descer nesta requintada estância de esqui nas Rocky Mountains. A polícia local não está habituada a ter de lidar com muita ação até que um dia o filho de Nels Coxman (Liam Neeson), um pacato limpador de neve, é assassinado às ordens de Viking (Tom Bateman), um excêntrico barão da droga. Consumido pela raiva e armado com artilharia pesada, Nels parte para a vingança e decide desmantelar o cartel de Viking, um homem de cada vez, embora quase tudo o que ele sabe sobre homicídios vem do que leu em livros de crime. À medida que os cadáveres se amontoam, as ações de Nels provocam uma guerra entre Viking e o gang rival liderado por White Bull (Tom Jackson), um chefe da máfia Nativo-Americano. Rapidamente, os sopés brancos da cidade vão começando a ficar pintados de vermelho. (NOS Lusomundo Audiovisuais)
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A delightful murder mystery where it’s clear to me that its subtle nuances will not be picked up by the average viewer. There are moments that it looks like something from the Coens at their peak. Unfortunately, it has minor flaws. Tom Bateman and Laura Dern cannot handle their roles, fortunately the latter disappears from the scene soon.
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Um thriller originalmente concebido com humor, com dezenas de cadáveres. A leveza torna-o divertido de certa forma, mas teria preferido o tema da vingança de um filho assassinado em condições naturais tão duras do ambiente nórdico com um rosto completamente sério. Mesmo os vilões aqui não têm respeito suficiente. E a poética positiva indiana em torno de traficantes de droga igualmente horríveis como os vilões principais, isso é totalmente WTF. É uma mistura cinematográfica estranha, não misturando bem os elementos de thriller americano com a ousadia europeia de brincar com as expectativas do público.
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I admit that if I knew that this movie was a remake of the strange Scandinavian movie In Order of Disappearance, I would think long and hard about whether or not I would even watch it. Especially since it was done by the same director. This way I was lured in by Liam Neeson, from whom I was expecting a classic action ride, which he has providedin abundance in recent years. However, it was a little different here. The funny moments weren’t funny. The absurdity was rather ridiculously awkward. All in all, I didn’t find anything that would entertain me during the two hours. What’s more, it is a fairly faithful copy of the Swedish original, which renders it just as useless as, for example, Funny Games. It is a shame that Liam Neeson wasted his time here.
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Probably the most pointless film I've seen in the cinema this year, and it would be a shame if this was one of Liam Neeson's last roles. The film is a remake of the Norwegian In Order of Disappearance, which I can understand from the American side, because they won't watch European films, but what I don't understand is why the film has the same director, and this is probably the first time I've seen the original and the remake made by the same guy, and that's the stumbling block, because the film is exactly the same. Watching a film where I know who dies, how they die and how it all ends with just different actors doesn't make much sense to me. The humour also didn't work for me the second time around and most importantly the point of the whole film is lost as the original was a sort of black-humoured parody of Norwegian mobsters with beautiful Norwegian locations, whereas this was filmed in Canada and the comedy falls rather flat. Liam delivers his standard, but the villain is considerably weaker, and there's nothing to stand up for in terms of action either. I considered walking out of the cinema. 40% for Liam and the pretty decent craftsmanship, otherwise a waste of time.
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Why this remake originated remains a mystery to me, but the main thing is that it's an excellent film. Just like the original. When I compare Cold Pursuit to In Order of Disappearance, I have to say that it has overcome its predecessor in some ways. How, you ask? Through Indians. They brought with them such peculiar melancholic poetics, a reserved and cynical longing for the old days, and for me, they fit into the story better than the Serbs the last time. And the music is better, too - George Fenton composed an excellent soundtrack that I've been listening to for some time and I'll continue to listen to for some time to come. Liam Neeson is excellent in the lead role, though of course he has played a character like this many times before, but he hasn't played one in a film like this, and he probably knew that fact when the role was offered to him. I'm guessing he had a good time (when he laughs during the final reckoning, you have to laugh with him). As for the directing, it's true that Hans Petter Moland didn't come up with anything new and just repeated what he knew was proven and occasionally improved it slightly (if that was even possible). But the main thing is that he kept the mood of the film where he wanted it, and that the way a silent depression gradually becomes a black comedy and almost made it a crazy spectacle is still impressive.
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I ultimately enjoyed Cold Pursuit a little more than its Scandinavian predecessor, which is mainly due to the fact that its very same work with humor and awkwardness is applied here to American realities, in which the joke is usually followed by a pause for laughter, so that Nordic humor seems even more out of place here. A few scenes pull the joke into unbearable awkwardness before it becomes a joke again, the addition of tombstones retrospectively revealing the religious affiliation of the corpses clearly motivates one to misuse the film as a drinking game, and the occasional whiffs of seedy mafia pride (so long, Wingman) prompt you to salute the screen. Plus, it's not every day you get to see mob feather Indians rolling around (with one dot Indian accidentally mixed in). My kind of entertainment.
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