Review: The Spirit
I should’ve seen it coming. Green screens, virtual studios. It’s supposed to open a whole new world of movie making. But like Frank Miller’s previous projects (300, Sin City), it’s just dark and bleak. It’s both limiting the experience, and there’s no atmosphere to speak of.
Again, you have narrative that irritates to the bone, the same dull self exploratory dialogue that leads nowhere. It tries to be both darkly serious and funny at the same time, and acting is typically comic-ish. It would be all good and nice, if only the story would be amazing. But it wasn’t.
Go if you are both an Eva Mendes, Scarlett Johansson and a Samuel L. Jackson fan, otherwise, let it go (along with Sin City 2 and 3 and 301).5.