Brooklyn

For a moment you have the feeling that it will resemble the best of Minghella in its innocence and precise direction, sometimes the main trio's Atonement winks at us with its atmosphere and fatefulness, and in the end you will recognize only a modern, subtly made, sometimes emotional romance for not completely stupid viewers who want something more, but mainly nothing inventive, beyond their perception. A punishingly mediocre film, with an excellent performance by Saoirse Ronan, who is wasted here for such a normal story with such a lacklustre denouement. (05/21/2016)

A neat red-green bookcase with a pastel trim. If it has more layers than Šorš's sensitive hesitation over whether it leans more toward the stunted Italian bidet repairman, or to the snarled Irish Nazi from Star Wars, I've probably overlooked them, but it's because its overdosed by color, soft light, and Irish music. I'm not even mad at the movie, it's just a compilation of everything that kills me in similar dramas. The ending is a really clean slogan from the encyclopedia of clichés for beginning and ending screenwriters. (03/10/2016)

Brooklyn is a nicely filmed, delicate Harlequin romance with thin content, or rather with content that is perceived and resolves life events in a stereotypical feminine way – simplistically and through tears. Nevertheless, the Oscar nomination for Best Picture is understandable, as the movie does its best to suck up to Hollywood and its standards. (02/28/2016)

A film just like its main protagonist: a gray mouse carving a path between more attractive and prominent ones. And thanks to the fact that the role of Eilis is custom tailored for Saoirse Ronan, I feel her desire to make her own decisions at life's crossroads very closely. However, if the last act had taken a slightly more mature direction, I would have believed all of Brooklyn. The questions around relationships and bridges that can't be burned, either towards each other or away from each other, were painful for all of us. To wrap them up with a rich harlequin romance was, therefore, a cheap shot. (01/31/2016)

A Rosamunde Pilcher-like sweet pastry wrapped in an American flag that is a straightforward example of academic and emotional cynicism. Everything is at a high level of craftsmanship and with great actors who make us believe the emotions, but at the same time the story is terribly pathetic, predictable and artificially human, channelled through women's tears and the suffering of love. What definitely deserves the most praise is the performance of Saoirse Ronan, the rest will soon be lost in the crowded cinematic memory. (07/22/2016)