A Bigger Splash

Filme fraco, o roteiro é fraco, as cenas são fracas, o elenco é fraco, e ninguém ajuda a melhorar o filme, a história é fraca, os personagens sao fracos, e o filme deveria ter cenas bem melhores e relevantes para fazer o filme ser bom.

Guadagnino's mastery of portraying the sensuality, this movie vibrates with the sun heat and desire, bowing to the complexity of human emotions.

Another delightful yet suspenseful drama thriller. Absolutely loved this movie. Tim Treakle

This was fun. Ralph is fantastic, and the karaoke / pool fight scenes are everything.

I thought it had to be a comedy. I couldn't stop laughing. I kept waiting for the old geezer aging rock music producer to drop over dead but sadly it did not happen. Wait until you see the scene of him dancing to the Rolling Stones. OMG. The whole movie is just a bunch of nonsense. Some of the worst writing and acting imaginable. Dakota looks nice is the only good thing i can say about it. Very silly and just gets worse as it goes along. I bailed out

A bigger bore is more like it. Ralph Fiennes is relentlessly obnoxious as a manic, self-absorbed record producer. Tilda Swinton, androgynous and affectless, is as implausible a rock star as she is the object of Fiennes's and macho-man Matthias Schoenaerts's desire. That Dakota Johnson has famous parents must account for her presence on the big screen. The most sympathetic character is the dead fish graphically gutted by Fiennes when he takes to the kitchen. A waste of time and pretty scenery.

SPOILER ALERT! The only thing worse than self-obsessed actors, is self-obsessed actors and musos. Combine the two and you get - - - this. The only real mystery is why it took so long for someone to kill Ralph Fiennes

The film equivalent of that modern art piece you see and don't get. But some pretentious art critic, whose full of himself tells you it has a deeper meaning. You know a blue triangle in a red square type vibe. Only decent thing about this movie was the cinema photography. Everything else including Tilda trying to look like a rock star was all rather pretentious. A wandering script that ended up going down a rather bland and grey, dead end.

Fantastic. Subversive, sexy, intelligent, violent, Fiennes being brilliant, unless you're a lover of mainstream blockbusting shite you will love it.

Set in the Italian countryside, this film was about three extremely unlikeable people and one barely likeable. It was punctuated by incessant meaningful looks that appeared perfectly meaningless. Ralph Fiennes' nervously exuberant character only attained temporary relief via a couple of indulgent and unnerving dance routines. One included a "tasteful" incestual dance and song routine with his 17 year old daughter that inexplicably drew a large Italian audience to a local bar. I hoped that at least one observer worked in child protection. This was billed as a two hour thriller and we were at least one hour fifteen minutes in before the heart rate of severe myocarditis patient might have been mildly perturbed. Tilda Swinton as a male object of desire is a challenge for the skills of any writer/director but setting two blokes after her should have shifted the film from thriller to fantasy. In keeping with her self-definition, Tilda's character screamed Queer and as their desire is the obliteration of categories, identifying sympathetically with her sets the audience a difficult task. Fiennes' daughter was the third in this unpleasant foursome. She is supposed to be a young actress of some accomplishment but the sexual diffidence Swindon inspires seems to have rubbed off on her. How the brooding Matthias Schoenaerts brought himself to perform the act is hard to imagine and I will be forever thankful that we were saved from seeing it Two women, an elderly grandmother with a leg casing, and her young companion turned up mid-film then disappeared. There must have been spare money in the budget for experimental choreography because grandma felt the need to jig around impulsively too. I assume she was related to Ralph. Sadly, it must be presumed that their role was to keep us awake for their involvement was too brief and inexplicable to justify the time and cost. Things brightened up a little with Ralph's death but even then his daughter required a face slap from Tilda Swindon, as she left the set for the last time, to draw her out of a nasty introversion. This film was not made for me. A Bigger Splash is a great substitute for chamomile tea.