Poppy field

It is scary to see the Romanian reality that some of us know so well displayed on screen in such strong tones. For me, being a victim of a similar assault as portrayed in the movie, it was familiar and disturbing, at the same time. I commend the creators of this movie for their courage. The Romanian society still is exactly as we see it on screen.

If you expected a traditional drama from this film, you'll be a little lost at the beginning... I know I was.

Drama tends to be more concise - every scene and line is supposed to contribute to the arc of the story. But 'Poppy Field' is made to look more like a documentary, with rougher scene changes, spontaneous camera walks, and seemingly mundane lines that doesn't necessarily do much to the story... because there's no real story as such.

What the film does is patching and summing up the various moments of Cristi's day. And there we eventually get a sort of a pattern, a bigger picture, and inner turmoil that oozes out from the character against the given situation.

In that regard, it's well done. Actors and scenes are all realistic and believable. But in the end, probably because I haven't shed off my expectation from more traditional drama, I could not help but feel a bit 'so what?'. I just wanted it to be a bit more invested in Cristi as a person and get a little bit more comprehensive view of the LGBTQ situation in Romania... probably the very fact it left me hungry means the film was successful given its stylistic choice.

Great portrayal of a day and a night in the life of Cristi, a gendarme of Bucharest. The acting of the main actor Conrad Mericoffer, as well as that of the other policemen is one of truly high quality. On the contrary, except for the scene with the sister, I did not appreciate particularly Radouan Leflahi's (Hadi) performance, although the dialogues were written with accuracy, especially in their attempt to reproduce the silly "empty" talk of two lovers (coming from different countries).

The first part is to be appreciated also for the way in which the contrast between the two different mindsets of the protagonists are described. On the one hand Hadi, who quite naively fails to understand the complexity of the world Cristi lives in, and, on the other hand, Cristi, who shows a maybe too cautious attitude towards life, discretion and circumspection being his mottos.

The second part of the movie is absolutely worth watching: the anxiety Cristi feels while being kept out from the discussion going on outside the film theatre is conveyed through some quite long takes, during which Cristi's emotions hit him like waves, alternatively calming down and taking over again. The - partially unjustified - terror of losing his place in his comfort zone leads Cristi to commit an act of violence, the consequences of which will be dealt with by the fellow gendarmes with typical mafiaesque methods.

Much worthier watching than the (only superficially) German equivalent "Freier Fall".

Maybe, the naked realism remains the basic virtue of this film . A form of realism defined first by language. I suppose, only a Romanian can understand, in real and proper manner, the entire pressure of situations, language, dialogue .

A jandarm and an intervention in a delicate case.

A presumed ex-boyfriend recognize him and having the foulish inspiration to remind to him the past. And the brutal, for me not exactly illegitimate, reaction of jandarm. The rest is the expectation of Cristi about the decision of his supperiors about the violence act of him.

At the final, you discover a courageous and deep honest film, different by many others offered by Romanians directors in the last decades.

Sure, the language is fruste, but it is not exactly a gay movie, an image of Jandarmeria or portrait of a man in difficult , stressed situation.

It is just the portrait, clear, precise of Romanian society. And this is the motif to appreciate it , like the impressive courage of director to propose a sort of mirror front to the viewer.

Presented in gentle manner. A group of men, a.

Somewhat interesting story of a gay police officer caught in a conflict during a police interaction with homophobic radicals in a gay movie theater. The conflict is that there is someone in the theater who knows this police officer & that he is gay & there is a minor altercation between the two. The rest of this very short film contains extremely vague, seemingly purposeful, one on one dialogue between various police officers ending with the most unusual, puzzling and, of course, vague line in the film. In all honesty, I am not at all sure what this is trying to say, but it is somewhat interesting contemplating it's possible various meanings. The acting is solid, but the title is also unclear.