adakli

I enjoy reading icelandic crime novels, and although i live in a mediterranean country, i am very attracted to the icy scenes, thick wool sweaters, snowmobiles, and aerial views of snowy forests. I also really like the detective erlendur series of arnaldur indraðsson, perhaps the greatest writer of icelandic detective fiction. The novel which the movie is based on is not one of them, but when i saw indraðsson's name, i was excited to watch it. But the result is a complete disappointment. I wish i had bought and read the book before. The movie is terrible, and now that i know the plot, i have no desire to read the book. The actors seem to have stepped out of a hollywood c-series movie. So, i was quite happy to see a familiar face in the second half of the movie: ólafur darri ólafsson. He did not surprise me again, he is perhaps the only good thing about this bad movie. With his big body, he makes you think how tired he was on the film set, but even if he was, he never shows any signs of tiredness in the films, he moves so easily within the story that for a moment, one can forget that he is watching something fictional. It can still be watched to kill time, but when you take away a few good things like ólafsson, there is almost nothing left...

A brilliant actor and a brilliant actress, an interesting story, a good technical but unconvincing script, lots of clichés, unelegant acting. Especially cush ham is a complete disappointment. He showed poor acting throughout the series, with a sour face and predictable reactions. I'm starting to think that British television should only focus on comedy, it's better if they don't do crime dramas or dramas at all when there are bright stars like Motherland or Cunk on the Earth or Frayed. I wonder if the decay in British society is reflected in the TV series, that is, do the writers, producers, actors no longer believe in the power of kindness, generosity, friendship, love, grace, etc.?