Nadia, Butterfly

This movies leads no where. They are so many long shots that means nothing. I was very disappointed. The acting was so bad...

The entire time I kept thinking, or hoping, that the tension they were trying to build would lead to some development and conclusion but nope. The acting is the usual Quebec quality; subpar to most every other country. And there is no storyline at all. Simply events that lead nowhere. And a very ungrateful privilege white cis Olympic winning swimmer.

I couldn't really come close to Nadia and feel empathy for her. I can see the inner conflict of the character but I can't really feel it to my core. The movie has long takes which sometimes feel okay but sometimes you just want to come to the point of the shot. Great choose of colors. More than half of the movie I was waiting for something bigger to happen but it didn't. Anyhow, if I could go back in time I wouldn't watch the movie.

If you are interested in swimming world, you can watch it. If not, forget it. It shows, in the fist part, young female swimmers who swim, talk, talk, without any meaning nor purpose. In France, or America movie industry, there has been films about sport and athletes, from the inside, and there was more interesting than this. There was drama, situations, character study, really something. Here, nothing at all. This is not a documentary, nor a real film either.... But it provides an excellent second part, very moving, showing a youg female athlete, an elite athlete, who suddenly discovers the actual, real life, a life which she is not totally ready to encounter. Good directing, and an awesome score that throws you deep inside the true meaning of this film. Terrific ending.

Pro swimmers and proactors and ditto amaterur swimming actors and pro swimming amateur actors, well this was a mess of a review, buts a film about the hgardships of finalizing a careere, the conflicts of going back to real life, after being soothed and cared for for years in the pro swimming level of the world the main do have an eminent fly swim, and i fall pretty quikgly back into a role i had some years ago coaching swimmers at a local club, a club that has got a swimmer that shall take part in the tokyo olympics this summer.

Its a slowpaced, more of a wishing will product than its fictionally made by a nonswimming direction and production team. Its shows some of the hickups of retirement from sports, and thats value number one thinks the grumpy old man. Its short on story, and a dramadille flick that you could view, if close to the sport.