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The state of Germany have but one enemy, a person or organization called Krystopompas (!), who believes that the people of Germany has become pacified and dehumanized by the regime.
He starts giving bomb threats, and the state of Germany puts their best man on the case, police lieutenant Jansen (Fassbinder in a leopard suite).
Then a lot of nonsense takes place.
People start pointing fingers at Jansen, yelling "Krystopompas!"
for no apparent reason.
Jansen goes to a strip-joint where everybody is laughing hysterically for no apparent reason.
Lots of other nonsense follows.
And then the film takes some awful 1984-inspired turns and mysterious conspiracies like "The blue panther", "unexpected deaths" and "the 31st Floor" become visible.
Needless to say, Fassbinder somehow cracks the case and then he screws a picture of an astronaut.
The end.
A must-see!
I'm sorry to say that, but i can hardly say it's a good film...
The cinematography is dull, the photography is so cheapo that you could think you're in a "Derrick" episode.
The scenario losses some parts during the timeline...
Even the music (composed by the professional Edgar Froese) is - uhm...
Outdated?
No 80s revival will save this film from the brink of extinction.
The only advantage for its producers is that you CAN'T forget it after a vision.
Uhmm...
Not for the good, i'm afraid..
This must be one of the worst films I have ever seen!
There is no beginning, no story, and no end!
What on earth went through Nicole Heesters mind when she accepted that part, is beyond me.
An otherwise brilliant actress has her biggest - an until now only - genuine fiasco.
If it shows anything, it's the mess in Fassbinders mind near the end of his life.
So many cliché's, I'm surprised I watched it 'till the end.
I suppose that's because of the clothes, which is an interesting study of the extremes of the time.
I suppose you could also see inspector Jansen as a parody, which might make it a bit more bearable, but the storyline is still too thin to make it worth while.
Just saw this movie and the main selling point was Malkovich in the cast.
He was fine, as was the female lead played by Evangeline Lilly.
The main thing that did this movie in for me was a rather leaden performance from Romain Duris.
The basic plot is that Malkovich is a "messenger" or someone who can foretell people's deaths.
He is also a doctor working with dying people.
He contacts Duris and, for the greater part of the movie, the audience is lead to believe that Duris is destined to die.
Needless to say, this isn't the way the movie plays out.
The director (or writer) manages to establish a dull, plodding rhythm to the film which is confusing and distracting.
No more info for anyone interested in seeing the film and the film is worth a rental, if only to watch and revel in another quirky performance from Malkovich and a great performance from Evangeline Lilly.
The main problem is it's difficult to empathize, sympathize or otherwise ize with Duris who has the emotional range of a rock in this film.
License To Kill (1989) is an inanely dismal installment to the Bond franchise that is best forgotten.
It stars Timothy Dalton in his second and final performance.
After aiding old time friend and FBI man, Felix Leiter (David Hedison) in a drug bust, and standing up for Felix at his wedding, Bond returns hours later to discover Felix's wife is dead and that Felix is barely clinging to life after being fed to a shark.
Seems drug lord, Franz Sanchez (Robert Davi) was none too thrilled about Bond and Leiter's bust.
From his posh villa in Mexico, Sanchez is perfectly content to let bygones be bygones.
But Bond wants revenge.
Told to drop things by his superiors, Bond defies the British government, is stripped of his double-o ranking and embarks upon a campaign of revenge.
To this end he seems perfectly in tune with the aspirations of Pam Bouvier (Carey Lowell), an undercover FBI agent assigned to pick up where Felix left off.
Together, Bond and Bouvier prowl the back streets of Mexico City, doing battle with Sanchez's psychotic henchman, Dario (a very young, Benicio Del Toro) while Bond attempts to bleed Sanchez maul, Lupe Lamore (Talisa Soto) for information.
What is particularly disappointing about this film is the sudden absence of fundamental elements that we have come to expect from a Bond movie;
scantily clad women, witty one liners, memorable action sequences and above all else a certain amount of seriousness on the part of the actors to suspend the audience in the art of make believe.
But there is nothing even remotely engaging about a misguided vignette that has Wayne Newton cast as a charlatan leader of a religious cult.
Nor is there anything memorable about the brief moments of action that round out an otherwise boring movie in which the bulk of the plot concentrates on Sanchez sneering and plotting while other men with guns shoot it out with Bond and Bouvier.
MGM/UA's DVD is the absolute worst transfer of any of the Bond movies.
Riddled in aliasing, pixelization, shimmering of fine details and severe edge enhancement, the video is never stable long enough to appreciate the story such as it is.
Colors are dated with overly pink flesh tones, weak contrast levels and a generally gritty digital that is distracting to say the least.
Blacks are more deep gray, whites are either blooming or dull and age related artifacts are quite obvious throughout much more so than expected for a film of this vintage.
The audio is stereo surround, but is generally strident and lacking in bass.
Extras include two documentaries, audio commentaries, promotional materials and the film's theatrical trailer.
I love watching a James Bond.
It's not very intellectual, granted, but it's fun.
I know the basic difference between each James Bond are the bad guy, the girl and the bad guy's HQ which always blows up at the end(don't tell me this is a spoiler).
But in this, the producers had a new idea for James Bond: he will be on a personal vendetta...
The idea was bad and so is the final product.
Timothy Dalton is terrible.
He was okay in "The Living Daylights" but this time, he is just awful.
Everything about his Bond is wrong.
He tries to be like Sean Connery, but never comes close to the Great One.
I will add that the bad guy is just a crazy maniac that kills everyone in "original" ways.
Bad, bad, bad...
In fact, it is the worse James Bond, for now.
If you want to see a James Bond today, don't watch this one.
4/10...
I can't decide what was the worst thing about this movie.
The bad plot, terrible acting, cheesy 1970's Barnaby Jones sets, lack of Bond gadgets, lack of Bond sex, silly Spanish accents or defeating a a guy with a gun to his head by throwing a couple of maggots in his face.
The maggots reminded me of what happened when Lieutenant Frank Dreben (Naked Gun) had a pillow thrown at his face, except they were serious about it in this movie!
An FBI agent they want dead is fed to a shark, but pulled back up before dead, put into a bag and left back at home to die?
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
That's the same schtick as the "unnecessarily slow dipping mechanism" gag in Austin Powers, except it was a joke in Austin Powers!
This piece of crap has nothing to do with Bond.
They just slapped the name on to a bad idea and out into the world it went.
I didn't realize this was included in the collector's pack of 7 DVDs.
I tried to watch it once, but had to shut it off after an hour.
Save yourself the pain.....
throw it away now!
UGH...
As an adorer of the James Bond character, I have to call Timothy Dalton a sacrilege!
And apparently, this movie was his satanic shrine.
YUCK!
This film has nothing of the appeal of the great old bond films nor any of the thrills of the new ones.
It was nothing but scene upon scene of 80's superficiality with nothing underneath.
There were none of the fantastically witty Bond lines nor of his legendary charm.
Dalton drained him completely.
And what was with that horrible wedding scene??
It was like a bad remake of The Godfather.
Really, I couldn't stomach the thing, it was all just too awful.
As for those who credit this as being a great Bond film because of its likeness to Ian Flemings work...
so what?
If you want to read the book, go to the library.
This is a fictional movie and one that, in my opinion, could have been done A LOT better.
I do firmly believe that the revue on this film is highly unfair.
The "If You like this try...

The state of Germany have but one enemy, a person or organization called Krystopompas (!), who believes that the people of Germany has become pacified and dehumanized by the regime.

He starts giving bomb threats, and the state of Germany puts their best man on the case, police lieutenant Jansen (Fassbinder in a leopard suite).

Then a lot of nonsense takes place.

People start pointing fingers at Jansen, yelling "Krystopompas!"

for no apparent reason.

Jansen goes to a strip-joint where everybody is laughing hysterically for no apparent reason.

Lots of other nonsense follows.

And then the film takes some awful 1984-inspired turns and mysterious conspiracies like "The blue panther", "unexpected deaths" and "the 31st Floor" become visible.

Needless to say, Fassbinder somehow cracks the case and then he screws a picture of an astronaut.

The end.

A must-see!

I'm sorry to say that, but i can hardly say it's a good film...

The cinematography is dull, the photography is so cheapo that you could think you're in a "Derrick" episode.

The scenario losses some parts during the timeline...

Even the music (composed by the professional Edgar Froese) is - uhm...

Outdated?

No 80s revival will save this film from the brink of extinction.

The only advantage for its producers is that you CAN'T forget it after a vision.

Uhmm...

Not for the good, i'm afraid..

This must be one of the worst films I have ever seen!

There is no beginning, no story, and no end!

What on earth went through Nicole Heesters mind when she accepted that part, is beyond me.

An otherwise brilliant actress has her biggest - an until now only - genuine fiasco.

If it shows anything, it's the mess in Fassbinders mind near the end of his life.

So many cliché's, I'm surprised I watched it 'till the end.

I suppose that's because of the clothes, which is an interesting study of the extremes of the time.

I suppose you could also see inspector Jansen as a parody, which might make it a bit more bearable, but the storyline is still too thin to make it worth while.

Just saw this movie and the main selling point was Malkovich in the cast.

He was fine, as was the female lead played by Evangeline Lilly.

The main thing that did this movie in for me was a rather leaden performance from Romain Duris.

The basic plot is that Malkovich is a "messenger" or someone who can foretell people's deaths.

He is also a doctor working with dying people.

He contacts Duris and, for the greater part of the movie, the audience is lead to believe that Duris is destined to die.

Needless to say, this isn't the way the movie plays out.

The director (or writer) manages to establish a dull, plodding rhythm to the film which is confusing and distracting.

No more info for anyone interested in seeing the film and the film is worth a rental, if only to watch and revel in another quirky performance from Malkovich and a great performance from Evangeline Lilly.

The main problem is it's difficult to empathize, sympathize or otherwise ize with Duris who has the emotional range of a rock in this film.

License To Kill (1989) is an inanely dismal installment to the Bond franchise that is best forgotten.

It stars Timothy Dalton in his second and final performance.

After aiding old time friend and FBI man, Felix Leiter (David Hedison) in a drug bust, and standing up for Felix at his wedding, Bond returns hours later to discover Felix's wife is dead and that Felix is barely clinging to life after being fed to a shark.

Seems drug lord, Franz Sanchez (Robert Davi) was none too thrilled about Bond and Leiter's bust.

From his posh villa in Mexico, Sanchez is perfectly content to let bygones be bygones.

But Bond wants revenge.

Told to drop things by his superiors, Bond defies the British government, is stripped of his double-o ranking and embarks upon a campaign of revenge.

To this end he seems perfectly in tune with the aspirations of Pam Bouvier (Carey Lowell), an undercover FBI agent assigned to pick up where Felix left off.

Together, Bond and Bouvier prowl the back streets of Mexico City, doing battle with Sanchez's psychotic henchman, Dario (a very young, Benicio Del Toro) while Bond attempts to bleed Sanchez maul, Lupe Lamore (Talisa Soto) for information.

What is particularly disappointing about this film is the sudden absence of fundamental elements that we have come to expect from a Bond movie;

scantily clad women, witty one liners, memorable action sequences and above all else a certain amount of seriousness on the part of the actors to suspend the audience in the art of make believe.

But there is nothing even remotely engaging about a misguided vignette that has Wayne Newton cast as a charlatan leader of a religious cult.

Nor is there anything memorable about the brief moments of action that round out an otherwise boring movie in which the bulk of the plot concentrates on Sanchez sneering and plotting while other men with guns shoot it out with Bond and Bouvier.

MGM/UA's DVD is the absolute worst transfer of any of the Bond movies.

Riddled in aliasing, pixelization, shimmering of fine details and severe edge enhancement, the video is never stable long enough to appreciate the story such as it is.

Colors are dated with overly pink flesh tones, weak contrast levels and a generally gritty digital that is distracting to say the least.

Blacks are more deep gray, whites are either blooming or dull and age related artifacts are quite obvious throughout much more so than expected for a film of this vintage.

The audio is stereo surround, but is generally strident and lacking in bass.

Extras include two documentaries, audio commentaries, promotional materials and the film's theatrical trailer.

I love watching a James Bond.

It's not very intellectual, granted, but it's fun.

I know the basic difference between each James Bond are the bad guy, the girl and the bad guy's HQ which always blows up at the end(don't tell me this is a spoiler).

But in this, the producers had a new idea for James Bond: he will be on a personal vendetta...

The idea was bad and so is the final product.

Timothy Dalton is terrible.

He was okay in "The Living Daylights" but this time, he is just awful.

Everything about his Bond is wrong.

He tries to be like Sean Connery, but never comes close to the Great One.

I will add that the bad guy is just a crazy maniac that kills everyone in "original" ways.

Bad, bad, bad...

In fact, it is the worse James Bond, for now.

If you want to see a James Bond today, don't watch this one.

4/10...

I can't decide what was the worst thing about this movie.

The bad plot, terrible acting, cheesy 1970's Barnaby Jones sets, lack of Bond gadgets, lack of Bond sex, silly Spanish accents or defeating a a guy with a gun to his head by throwing a couple of maggots in his face.

The maggots reminded me of what happened when Lieutenant Frank Dreben (Naked Gun) had a pillow thrown at his face, except they were serious about it in this movie!

An FBI agent they want dead is fed to a shark, but pulled back up before dead, put into a bag and left back at home to die?

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

That's the same schtick as the "unnecessarily slow dipping mechanism" gag in Austin Powers, except it was a joke in Austin Powers!

This piece of crap has nothing to do with Bond.

They just slapped the name on to a bad idea and out into the world it went.

I didn't realize this was included in the collector's pack of 7 DVDs.

I tried to watch it once, but had to shut it off after an hour.

Save yourself the pain.....

throw it away now!

UGH...

As an adorer of the James Bond character, I have to call Timothy Dalton a sacrilege!

And apparently, this movie was his satanic shrine.

YUCK!

This film has nothing of the appeal of the great old bond films nor any of the thrills of the new ones.

It was nothing but scene upon scene of 80's superficiality with nothing underneath.

There were none of the fantastically witty Bond lines nor of his legendary charm.

Dalton drained him completely.

And what was with that horrible wedding scene??

It was like a bad remake of The Godfather.

Really, I couldn't stomach the thing, it was all just too awful.

As for those who credit this as being a great Bond film because of its likeness to Ian Flemings work...

so what?

If you want to read the book, go to the library.

This is a fictional movie and one that, in my opinion, could have been done A LOT better.

I do firmly believe that the revue on this film is highly unfair.

The "If You like this try...