The Hurt Locker
5.5/10
Watched it 4 days ago, and have been awaiting the reception ever since.
Before I get into how I can't believe this film won Best Picture and Best Director, I must say that no, there isn't anything wrong with it.
There just isn't much right about it. The entire film is a banal mess; the hero, Jeremy Renner, is presented as the badass cowboy who doesn't listen to his teammates' pleas for following protocol. Now is there an outspoken, nervously self-preservation-minded counterpart and eventual confidant? Check. Quietspoken, nervously unconfidant triage redeemed in battle? Check. A situation where they're all put to the test in a scene designed to "reveal" more of each character (in one foul swoop, I might add)? Check.
Trite clichés aside, I deplored the cinematographer. Others have touched on this: the handheld, zoomed-in, rickity mess that was so well done with Blackhawk Down is emulated poorly here; Bigelow would have done well to use a steadycam or proper dolleys - budget permitting.
The acting was alright. Jeremy Renner's character - just when you thought you were about to learn more as he's sent back to America - remains as unknown and somewhat poetically anonymous (but not poetic enough) as he was at the beginning. But he's just one of a whole slew of stock characters culled from the annals of film, television (this movie doesn't hold a light to the brilliant Generation Kill, btw), and videogaming.
Ultimately the real problems that this film suffers from is ambition vs competence. It seems like it says things, but it doesn't. It doesn't humanize or dehumanize anything or anyone—though it tries to, and thankfully, keeps politics out of the whole situation. A small quibble I had was the shady Arab archetypes employed throughout the entirety of the film; none of them were given great justice as characters. The one Iraqi that Renner's character does establish rapport with is, to his assumption, killed: oh, the follies of war. But [ku]wait! That dead kid you identified - yeah, not him.
And so he learns his lesson not to get emotionally attached - ergo, not to show any kind of vulnerability - something which is weakly embodied when he returns home.
It's hard not to write a review about this film without winding up like it: long, rambling, interspersed with minor insights but ultimately unfulfilling and the message likely lost.
Better than: "Pearl Harbour, lol", Valkyrie, Tears Of The Sun, Lord Of War
Comparable to: Platoon (almost), Born On The Fourth Of July (almost, not quite), Jarhead (from what I've heard), Enemy At The Gates (I guess...), Miracle At St. Anna if only for it's obtuse preaching & pretentiousness, Lord Of War
Worse than: Blackhawk Down, Thin Red Line, Generation Kill, Full Metal Jacket, Apocalypse Now, Three Kings (seriously), Lord Of War
And that's my rant. One other thing,
Score, adjusted for the rest of Kathryn Bigelow's filmography:
9/10