2017 Directed by Adam Wingard
A young man comes to possess a supernatural notebook, the Death Note, that grants him the power to kill any person simply by writing down their name on the pages. He then decides to use the notebook to kill criminals and change the world, but an enigmatic detective attempts to track him down and end his reign of terror.
Nat Wolff Lakeith Stanfield Willem Dafoe Margaret Qualley Shea Whigham Paul Nakauchi Jason Liles Michael Shamus Wiles Artin John David S. Jung Tony Ali Christopher Britton Masi Oka Matthew Kevin Anderson Barbara Beall Lia Lam Christian Sloan Jessica McLeod Cole Vigue Olena Medwid Paul McGillion Eileen Pedde Fraser Corbett Natalie Moon Ash Lee Albert Nicholas Arlina Rodríguez Chris Webb Michelle Kim McCoy Show All…
Jason Hoffs Roy Lee Dan Lin Masi Oka Brendan Ferguson Ted Sarandos Miri Yoon John Powers Middleton Sarah Perlman Bremner Jonathan Eirich Pauline Fischer
Death Note 2017, 死亡筆記本, Τετράδιο Θανάτου, Death Note - Il Quaderno Della Morte
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Adapting “Death Note” into a feature-length American movie was always a colossally bad idea — Tsugumi Ohba’s manga ran 108 chapters, and there’s a good reason why the only decent riff on the original was an anime series that ran for 19 hours — so neglecting to include any Japanese-American actors among the top-billed members of the cast just made things that much worse. It was a bad decision on top of a festering pile of bad decisions, but it was also the kind of mistake that reveals the wrongheadedness of an entire project.
Whitewashing is never a purely aesthetic act; it’s always an indication of a deeper rot. In this case, it pointed towards an inability or unwillingness to…
exploitation for tumblr teens. wingard directs with no sense of characterization or form, only a vague interest in stylizing the source material's goofy fantasy vs. brutal violence—oddly none of its cat-and-mouse thriller tendencies though? comes alive briefly during the glimpses of Final Destination splatter carnage but there's not nearly enough of it to justify the bizarre, sympathetic, in-over-his-head martyr story it tries to milk out of edgy angst power fantasy bullshit. couldn't help but get the feeling this desperately wants Donnie Darko status but unfortunately for all involved it's much closer in resemblance to a CW drama.
But why does the creature Willem Dafoe voices look like what you'd get if The Green Goblin fucked a porcupine?
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Disposition Matrix. That was the name given to an 'information management' system developed under the Obama Administration as to who lives and dies, who is extraordinarily rendered and who is not. It utilized large-scale data-mining operations, human intelligence gathering, threat-determination algorithms and the like which would end up in a Tuesday briefing where President Obama would personally decide who to assassinate that week. Drone assassinations in Pakistan apparently didn't require Presidential Authorization, but everywhere else did. It didn't matter what citizenship you might have held, how old you might have been, what others you might be in proximity to and so on. Well, that isn't exactly true. Those factors mattered enough to be personally considered and weighed before an assassination…
it is INCOMPREHENSIBLE to me that this movie ends with a BLOOPER/BEHIND THE SCENES REEL
Half a star for Willem, half a star for the screaming detention scene
This is slightly better if you ignore the source material which clearly isn't saying much
VIDEO REVIEW: youtu.be/fsLfkp8tLw8
So apparently you don't need to have read or seen even the tiniest of slivers of what this film is based on to truly appreciate the depths of its layers of crappiness.
