Rendező:
Michael Caton-JonesOperatőr:
Gyula PadosZeneszerző:
John MurphySzereplők:
Sharon Stone, David Morrissey, Charlotte Rampling, David Thewlis, Hugh Dancy, Flora Montgomery, Indira Varma, Heathcote Williams, Terence Harvey (több)Tartalmak(1)
Dögös sportkocsi repeszt az éjszakában, majd a folyóba zuhan. Catherine Trammel (Sharon Stone) vizesen ugyan, de épp bőrrel megússza a balesetet. Különös viselkedése miatt a korábban már gyilkossággal megvádolt írónőt Michael Glass (David Morrissey), a neves pszichiáter hallgatja ki. A szakvélemény: kockázatfüggőség. Nagy befolyásának köszönhetően persze Catherine-t ismét felmentik a gyilkossági vád alól, ám Catherine jelentkezik Glass magánrendelőjében. Glass számára nem kétséges, újabb játszma vette kezdetét. (TV2)
(több)Recenziók (5)
Felejtsd el mindent, ami miatt az első Elemi ösztön film érdekes, eredeti, kiszámíthatatlan, izgalmas és szexi volt, és máris megvan az Elemi ösztön 2. film. A bevezető feliratok felizgatnak, de minden potenciális egyéb szexet a filmben, pedig NAGYON kevés van belőle, és NAGYON rövid, David Morrissey eltemeti. A többi is hasonló - nehezen találhatnál a szereposztás által ennél jobban elrontott filmet. Sharon Stone sem tudja megmenteni, akinek megöregedett keze minden egyes cigarettaszívásnál eltakarja a kisminkelt arcát. A forgatókönyv tehetetlenül élősködik az első film ötletein, és egy átlagon aluli thrillert eredményez Az éj színe című film stílusában. Ebből Arany málna-díj lesz.
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I was curious about this film due to the overwhelmingly negative reviews it received. After watching it, I must say it's not nearly as bad as it's made out to be. However, that doesn't mean it's a good film either. Nonetheless, fans of the genre and those who still appreciate Sharon Stone's remaining charm might give it a second star. The problem is that the main draw of this film was supposed to be the fading star, Stone. Unlike other models who have strayed from the runway to the screen, she is capable of delivering a certain level of acting performance. When supported by a good director and quality co-stars, she can even surpass herself, as she demonstrated in Casino or The Muse. Otherwise, she is a completely average actress who excels at self-presentation. Since this sequel brought together a mediocre director with mediocre actors and a mediocre script, the result is a mediocre industrial product suitable for airing on any commercial TV station any time after midnight for chronic insomniacs. Overall impression: 20%.
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The disappointment of the year. This sequel doesn't offer anything new and mostly just descends into a cheap and ordinary replica of the first part. The actors are tragic, with Sharon Stone being a chapter of her own in her age. On the one hand, I admire her courage to take on such a project, but on the other, not even the stunning makeup can save her. The script is a blatant imitation of the first part, and the ending is so stupid that it can’t possibly have been meant seriously. The setting of London is boring, just like the ordinary conversations between the patient (Stone) and the therapist (David Morrissey). There is very little sex (I don't know how much was cut out, maybe the DVD will tell us), and when it does happen, there is hardly any boldness to speak of. Everything follows the standard Hollywood formula, and that's essentially the whole film. A needless sequel, better forget about it or watch the first part instead.
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I haven't seen something this unexpectedly bad in a long time. The first hour of the film dragged on so that it felt like two hours, the second for three, Sharon Stone was almost cheaply awkward and the sexist innuendos she made in every other sentence were boring. I prefer not to even mention the unsympathetic dummy, who was her equal in terms of non-acting. Unfortunately, Michael Caton-Jones couldn't save this spectacular mess, and John Murphy wouldn't have gotten laid without Goldsmith's motif. A totally unnecessary film.
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This was almost torture to watch. Sharon Stone's character in the sequel seems more like a caricature of her role in the first film, and she doesn't have anyone noteworthy to stand against. The problem is that the screenplay essentially tries to be an English copy of the previous film, but neither the screenplay nor the direction has the right touch, failing to create tension. It's really impossible to talk about it being erotic.
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