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Amish Grace (2010)
This can't be authentic.
I've watched only a few documentaries about the Amish, but even from that few I get the impression that this movie fails awfully to give an authentic portrait of the Amish and their way of life.
most of all, it looks like the usual Hollywood-formatted actors and actresses (who are just used to deliver the same performances over and over again) have been put into Amish clothes (the dresses, the suits, the hats, ...) and that's it. for them it doesn't really matter if they are wearing futuristic space suits, medieval garments or just plain jeans and t-shirts. they just deliver their usual acting routine in a Disney-ish happy family idyll environment.
the same mimics all over again, as seen in countless other American (aka "english" in Amish-speak) movies before.
for me it's just more of the same, just that this time it comes in Amish hats. and that's what's wrong with this movie.
Amor Estranho Amor (1982)
blue eyes staring
I understand that this movie was made in a time where life was not running at a pace as fast as it is now; but even with this in mind it is just boring.
especially the director's obsession with blue eyes staring out of frozen faces in closeup is getting pretty annoying after some time. cut out all these "blue eyes staring" scenes and the length would probably get down to about 1.5 hours (instead of the actual 2 hours), making it more bearable.
also most of the dialogs are just unsatisfying and simple.
not being from brasil I don't get the point about xuxa, but her beauty and nakedness (together vera fischer and with all the other nude girls) at least accounts for a few points in my rating.
The Captives (2001)
the ... horror .... (for the viewer, that is)
good lord! (and that coming from an atheist), this "movie" is bad !
much has already been said by the reviewers before (the ones who rated this piece 3 and below) to which I fully agree, I just like to add a few things:
among the three guys who had to eat their own digestive end products, got chopped up by an Axe, raped by a broomstick, had their balls blown away - the ex-boyfriend suffers the worst torture by having to listen to the girl's endless and pointless babble at the kitchen table (as do we, but at least we have the mercy of the mute button).
had the director cut out the point- and endless graveyard and inverted scenes, our suffering would have been over after 30 minutes.
the only things that made this flick at least somewhat bearable are Emily Haack's tits (one point).
forget it. don't buy it. don't waste your time. and your sanity. my brain is so fried after watching this I feel the urgent need to watch (and suffer?) "Scrapbook" right now.