The Host (La huésped)

Definitivamente, no es una película de ciencia ficción. El comienzo está bien, pero la falta de argumento mata la película a los veinte minutos y durante el resto de la película unos cuantos personajes hablan entre sí en un escondite subterráneo en el desierto. Los diálogos son banales hasta lo cómicamente ingenuo, casi no hay tensión ni acción (sólo una escena de acción de 20 segundos). Los aspectos tecnológicos no funcionan porque no se explican de ninguna manera durante el curso. Además, los cineastas no lograron que las escenas desprendieran tensión, fatalidad o emociones fuertes. Debido a esto, el resultado es una narración tan tonta, superficial, vacía de contenido e increíble que pasa flotando a tu lado sin oportunidad de causarte una impresión positiva. (25.03.2013)

¡Piensas, entonces sufre! Quisiera ver la cara de Andrew Niccol cuando leyó por primera vez la gran obra de Meyer, y qué pastillas tomaba cuando estaba redactando el guión :-D The Host (La Huésped) tiene un contenido plano y parece un episodio piloto de una serie de calidad promedia (interiores de cuevas de cartón, coches «futuristas» de color plateado). Desde cualquier punto de vista lógico e intelectual, un tema de ciencia ficción de los «ladrones de cuerpos» totalmente estropeado y violado, y todavía cortado sin necesidad alguna por el motivo de Crepúsculo de decidirse entre dos tipos... El público disfrutó de los lugares que fueron pensados ​​con seriedad, incluso con ingenio (en el final). Es evidente que William Hurt regresa al papel de tutor y padre de El Bosque por una buena remuneración. Diane Kruger luce bien en blanco y como único elemento en la película, disfruté de ella (como lució). La segunda estrella es probablemente solo por ella. Entiendo el éxito de Crepúsculo, el primero incluso me gustó, pero este está realmente fuera de discusión. Es mejor ver La isla de Bayo: tiene una idea, a actores simpáticos y que saben actuar, es rápida, tiene un diseño muy elaborado y tiene una perfecta acción over-the-top. The Host (La Huésped) no tiene NADA. (26.03.2013)

A star for “Radioactive” in the end credits. But other than that, I want to ask the cunt that wrote this to next time rape a different genre than one I like. To make sci-fi for people who don’t like sci-fi makes no sense. Let the intellectually tween audience and readers have their tween romances, as long as they remain in the field of tween romance. To see in horror, or science fiction, a story driven mainly by the heroine’s decision between two hunks is very annoying. But the saddest thing is that here and there you can see glimpses of a sci-fi motif that deserves to be properly developed. Alas, the mind of Stephenie Meyer is not enough for it. And Andrew Niccol is longer a filmmaker I want to follow. To lend himself for this crap, ew! (29.04.2013)

I would like to know a lot more about the laws of this world. To look beyond the boundaries of the designated area instead of wasting unnecessary contemplative moments in a cave. But despite the generally cautious pace, Andrew Niccol hit the right note with me. This time he didn't even need his usual visual and narrative tricks, Antonio Pinto's excellent soundtrack was enough for him, along with the fact that he has some pretty original subject matter in front of him, which comes to life in his hands as a carefully hypnotic romance. Stories by Stephenie Meyer always deviate from their genre anchoring, so just from reading the premise, it is clear that it will focus more on interpersonal relationships rather than the sci-fi aspect of the invasion. And there is no need to hide the fact that Melanie and company won me over in that regard. Unusual multidimensional characters, led by surprises and occasional Meyer-style exaggerated confessions, usually suit my taste, and with such a likeable cast (first and foremost among them future star Max Irons), it couldn't have been any different. When I then watched the sarcastic dialogue between Mel and Wanda with increasing pleasure, I realized that The Host had simply won me over. With reservations, some small missteps? Maybe. But thanks to its heartfelt nature, it was also guaranteed to win. (16.04.2013)

The idea of two women in one body could surely be used for a heart-rending (without irony) narrative about how difficult it is for a teenage girl to be herself, trust her feelings and not cling to the surface. But that didn’t happened. What did happen is a kitschy, embarrassingly literal knock off of the New Hollywood drama Wanda and, at the same time, an apt product of the society of spectacle in which even one’s soul has to be visualised to please the eye. After most of this remarkably undramatic film, the protagonist of The Host (shouldn’t it rather be The Hostess?) journeys through her own inner world, while the “rational” male characters have to help her find her bearings because of her emotional instability. It wouldn’t matter how little happens over the course of two hours in this film (the “feminine” failure to take action could serve as evidence of ideological subversiveness) if the ideas on which it is based weren’t so extremely stupid. Not only are the anxieties of post-modern society (xenophobia, the need to return to the simplicity of western myths, the emotional aloofness of world inundated with technology, the escape from the global to the local) presented in a midcult wrapper without anything disturbing (when blood appears, it’s a minor holiday), but the filmmakers immediately offer us banal solutions that only support the false illusion that there really is no cause for concern and it suffices if we all love each other and multiply. For each of the few positives (a couple of impressive shots, a hint of a visual concept, the doctor that looks like Obama), there are at least five times as many reasons why it would be better to avoid this offensively flat story about the emotional disjointedness of teenagers (the robotic acting not only by the aliens but also by the Earthlings, no progressive build-up, no suspense, several endings and, mainly, the persistent feeling that someone is trying to make a big damned mountain out of a molehill). Appendix: Fans of Twilight can feel free to ignore my review and rating. 30% (25.03.2013)