Leviathan

Reviews

Mon 13 Jan 2014, 6:30pm

Comments

Submitted by Brian Matthews on

Certainly some of the best images are in the trailer!!!

Submitted by Stephen Thomas Bate on

This really was painful viewing. Has to be without doubt the worst film that I have ever seen. As a documentary it told me nothing that I wanted to know. I was looking forward (as a Scuba Diver) to see the underwater scenes. These were mostly filmed at night. There was no dialogue and no story. It was pointless viewing and felt like a waste of 87 minutes of my life.

Submitted by Tony Barbour on

Having a bit of computer trouble and have not managed to post my comment yet, grrrr!
I notice that Leviathan still inspires the odd "I've wasted 87 minutes of my life that I'll never get back" type comment and I would like to concur! Here's an excerpt from a critic's review which I found right at the end of the third and final page on Rotten Tomatoes, it's by David Nusair in 2012 and it sums up more eloquently than I could manage what I thought about the film. His is a lone voice among the great enthusiasm of the majority of critics, but less so among the hoi poloi (which include yours truly).

"It's impossible to know just where to begin with Leviathan, as the movie, if it can even be called that, doesn't contain a single element or attribute designed to capture the viewer's interest. The basic idea here is that low-rent cameras have been placed aboard a rundown fishing boat, with the ensuing film consisting of nothing more than entirely random shots that are, for the most part, entirely without coherence. It's worth noting, too, that Leviathan announces its incompetence right from the get-go, as filmmakers Lucien Castaing-Taylor and Véréna Paravel kick off the proceedings with an astonishingly disorienting stretch in which chains are pulled to and fro within an almost absolute darkness. The movie only grows more and more unwatchable from there, with the arbitrary placement of images and total lack of context ensuring that Leviathan is about as pointless and frustrating a cinematic experience as one can easily recall. There reaches a point at which the viewer begins to crave anything even resembling an intelligible shot, and it's worth noting that there is, at the very least, one halfway decent visual sequence wherein a flock of birds fly overhead. Castaing-Taylor and Paravel's almost hilarious refusal to cultivate a watchable atmosphere is impressive in a way, admittedly, yet it's impossible to walk away from the movie without questioning its very existence (ie what, exactly, is the point of all this?) One is, in an effort at staving off the insanity that Castaing-Taylor and Paravel seem intent on foisting on the viewer, forced to retreat inward and spend much of the movie's seemingly endless running time daydreaming (ie much like a torture victim, one must make their way to a happy place), and it's ultimately clear that the only good thing to come out of this abomination is the realization that one has, most likely, just endured what will be the very worst motion picture experience of their lives. So there's that, at least.
no stars out of four"