Review of Moscow Mission

An experience of being on pins and needles in a movie theater, a film that can't find a balance between characterization and narrative of events. It seems that only Andy Lau is considered a living, breathing human being in it, and everyone else looks like robots molded for the sake of the plot.

But while this wouldn't be a problem in a story-driven film, at some point a trend in Chinese cinema turned all historical films into a series of brainless director's fast-paced pastiches that no longer seem to be able to carry out a normal narrative with the kind of finesse that makes a weak narrative even more insufferable. In the end, it's reduced to a downright action-packed movie that avoids the narrative, and ends with a forced positive meaning that lacks the inherent political and social critique.

Female characterization is always the subject of Chinese cinema in this era, and women in this movie have become completely one-sided and thin vases, who can be slaughtered and manipulated at will with no thinking power. They can be slaughtered at will and manipulated without thinking power. They are always pursuing a romantic image, a soulless image, and are finally killed alive.

And that little couple, I wondered if I was watching a children's movie!