Terrence Malick’s latest film
To The Wonder is disappointing.
Flimsy and pretentious, with the masterful cinematography
and elegant mis-en-scene largely wasted on the mannered antics of a clutch of
shallow bourgeois mouthing banal verse over too many scenes of egotistical
ardour, and of impossibly beautiful women if not endlessly dancing around like
10 year olds, moping about empty backyards, or running nymph-like through
fields of wheat.
Indulgent film-making that mistakes talking about love
over pretty pictures for profundity. The priest is the only interesting
character, and we see too little of him. Are we supposed to care about the
Affleck character because he is some kind of environmentalist? Most of the time
he looks like the Incredible Hulk fitted-out by Ralph Lauren.
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