I kept on expecting something to happen. It didn't. The plot was thin to the point of idiot transparency. The build-up was muddled and didn't have a great deal to offer. You just couldn't understand why this main character was actually going to all the bother of performing again.
And coincidentally he didn't. The plot just didn't develop. It started with the basic bones of the film story and just stuck there. No great suspense moments, no breath-holding divulgences, no way was the audience anxious for any of the characters' safety. It just deadlined into nothingness.
The final denouement (read the threatened consequence of the film) had no purpose either. The resulting closure of the film happened as if the director, writer and financiers had become bored with it as well and the plug was pulled firmly.
I say don't bother unless you are a die-hard masochist. Shame, but Mr. Wood is better in a hairy costume, hooves and a tail. He doesn't deliver and my favourite in the whole entire cast was the Piano itself.
Even The Piano looked embarrassed.
And coincidentally he didn't. The plot just didn't develop. It started with the basic bones of the film story and just stuck there. No great suspense moments, no breath-holding divulgences, no way was the audience anxious for any of the characters' safety. It just deadlined into nothingness.
The final denouement (read the threatened consequence of the film) had no purpose either. The resulting closure of the film happened as if the director, writer and financiers had become bored with it as well and the plug was pulled firmly.
I say don't bother unless you are a die-hard masochist. Shame, but Mr. Wood is better in a hairy costume, hooves and a tail. He doesn't deliver and my favourite in the whole entire cast was the Piano itself.
Even The Piano looked embarrassed.