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Kenneth BranaghOperatőr:
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Chris Pine, Keira Knightley, Kevin Costner, Kenneth Branagh, Colm Feore, Nonso Anozie, Aleksandar Aleksiev, David Paymer, Lee Asquith-Coe, Gemma Chan (több)Streaming (5)
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A fiatal Jack Ryan (Chris Pine) irodai CIA-elemző, akinek feladata, hogy globális gazdasági adatokat figyeljen. Amikor rábukkan egy aprólékosan kidolgozott összeesküvésre, amelynek célja az amerikai gazdaság megroppantása és globális káosz kirobbantása, teljes jogú ügynökké avanzsál és felettese (Kevin Costner) Moszkvába küldi, hogy leleplezze a terroristákat, miközben menyasszonya (Keira Knightley) mit sem sejt munkájáról. Jack hamarosan ráébred hogy küldetésével veszélybe került az élete, senkiben sem lehet megbízni, de milliók sorsa függ attól, hogy rátalál-e az igazságra, melynek szálai egy kiszámíthatatlan, orosz kiskirályhoz (Kenneth Branagh) vezetnek. (UIP-Duna Film)
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Az új Jack Ryan egyszerre akar Ethan Hunt és Jason Bourne lenni, de a Peacemaker filmet sem közelíti meg. Egy 2014-es kémthriller egyetlen akciódús attrakció, érdekes helyszín vagy váratlan fordulat nélkül. Nyilvánvaló, hogy itt a főgonosz iránti tisztelet és félelem kellett volna, hogy működjön, aki csak a számítógépére történő rácsatlakoztatással is feszültséget okozott volna. De ez nem működik. A néző számára is egyértelmű, hogy egy ilyen sablonos forgatókönyv nem merné bántani Jack kedvesét. Branagh számára egy egyszerű és jövedelmező hollywoodi szerződés, amit két székből csinált, ennyi. Menjünk tovább.
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The new Ryan does credit to the thrillers of twenty years ago. Which might of course be hard to digest for today’s viewer. Branagh has come up with a relatively untraditional way to destroy America which makes some sense, but those who didn’t graduate in economics won’t be care. It’s maybe a shame that the action scenes are so ordinary, but all is made up for by Keira Knightly’s huge, beautiful peepers. Costner makes the most of his comeback, Pine as Ryan super cool. Rattled or heroic – he’s on top of his role.
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It's a shame how much effort they put into making Jack Ryan resemble his genre relatives. In close combat like Jason Bourne, in villainous plots like James Bond, and in dragging his partner into it like Ethan Hunt. But when these three parts are added up, there remains a pleasantly old-fashioned spy ride that has no problem standing on its own feet, yet never finds its own face even for a moment. And that is even more unfortunate given that Chris Pine is always fully successful in the role of the hesitant hero.
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It's not a total collapse, as is being said everywhere, but it's hard to decide who has a bigger stake in this "failure." Is it Cozad and Koepp, fulfilling the studio task of a fashion reboot of the brand, or Branagh, whose old-school efforts are slipping through his fingers, where he can capture characters and interactions in minimal space (the glimpse of Keira at dinner is a scene you'd love to direct and even more love to act out), but the thriller concept escapes him into an interchangeable genre spectacle without much ambition.
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For an American film, Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit is an unusually disillusioning experience. Before this new Jack Ryan, I ranked Koepp and Zaillian among today’s top screenwriters and I believed Branagh to be a very competent director of intelligent films. However, their combined effort is an example of the worst kind of sloppiness in screenwriting and directing. Though the screenplay holds together in rough outlines (the circular narrative structure, the satisfactory interconnection of the relationship and work storylines, the economical use of props), the individual scenes reveal the confounding laziness of the film’s creators in figuring out how to make a particular character do a particular thing. The number of supporting constructs that they place in front of us due to poorly thought-out situations and the obtuse behaviour of the characters grows exponentially and one long, uninterrupted facepalm is the only appropriate reaction to the final twenty minutes, when everyone suddenly displays miraculous prescience and the ability to be in the right place at the right time. With the exception of the raw hotel brawl, which keeps alive the hope that this could be a decent paranoid thriller in the vein of late Hitchcock, the action scenes are muddled and mediocre. Shifting attention from the directing and screenplay to the actors is a matter of stepping out of the frying pan and into the fire, because the characters are interchangeable and played by actors who lack charisma. The dual (or even triple?) exposition only seems to indicate that this could be the hero’s origin story. As a result, the return to the past is not used for the purpose of tracking the longer-term development of the protagonist, who doesn’t actually develop (on the contrary, Pine’s facial expression at the end is one of even greater surprise than it was at the beginning), but serves primarily to amplify the pro-American emphasis of the narrative: we must defend our territory, values and – mainly – our money. Similarly, it initially seems that Ryan will be differentiated from other action heroes by his use of intellect instead of muscle (though Pine’s acting style is absolutely incompatible with such a concept), but someone else comes up with the main and, incidentally, rather dumb infiltration action and all of the shifts in the narrative are resolved through physical force and not by means of data collection and analysis. In the end, Ryan appears to be the more intelligent character, mainly thanks to the fact that he is surrounded by idiots who are unable to plan an operation that’s not based largely on chance. Nor is the ensemble given much strength by Branagh himself, whose tenacious Russian patriot with liver spots and a light bulb would be better suited to a Cold War-era Bond movie. Those Bond films, though, didn’t lack a sense of detached humour, the utter absence of which definitively kills Jack Ryan, which itself is an offence against spy thrillers and their viewers. Because of its cheapness (not in terms of budget, but in everything else), this is a film that’s suitable only as a Movie of the Week (or whatever they call it these days) on broadcast TV. 50%
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