El muñeco de nieve

Un desorden de cuento con un buen casting y una atmósfera nevada nórdica eternamente atractiva (en la pantalla). Y una culminación tan pobre que todavía le quita media estrella. (13.11.2017)

This movie once again confirms that transferring a quality book onto the big screen is not so easy. At first glance, everything seemed pretty good. The cast with the lead Michael Fassbender is great. The man in the director’s seat is adequately Nordic. What else could you ask for? If only the screenplay was a bit more logical. This way I pretty much  watched this film without much interest, even though there was a number of really interesting actors. For example, Val Kilmer, whom I have not seen for a thousand years and I will not need to see him for another thousand years. Or J. K. Simmons, who was possibly just a decoration in the movie as I cannot recall him doing anything at all. Well, he actually did do something, he was taking creepy pictures of women on his phone and consequently the screenwriter did not even explain why. And that was the same with everything, the schmuck. It is crazy that the main character Harry Hole, played by Michael Fassbender, seems like he just had a lobotomy, so it feels like he isn’t investigating at all, plus, what is even worse, you way too often realize that he does not speak at all. The cynical bastard Hole, whom all the people who’ve read the book love for the endless bullshit he says, utters at maximum two sentences in a row in the film. How could that make me like him? And the investigation? Just tell me, all of you who haven’t read the book, what was Val Kilmer doing there at all? Or why were the murders committed? Was it obvious from that conclusion? I didn’t feel that way. Overall, a terribly badly filmed crime film that was meant to tell the best story of Harry Hole and, in my opinion, killed the whole series. I haven’t been as pissed off for a long time as I was in the case of this movie. One of the worst crime movies I’ve ever seen. If it weren’t for the beautiful Norwegian locations, I would have left the cinema in the middle of the screening like the Czech film critic Mirka Spáčilová. (12.10.2017)

The adaptation of Jo Nesbø's The Snowman definitely had more potential. I haven't read the book, but it was certainly more interesting than this bland detective story with mediocre visuals and a bored Michael Fassbender. These cold Nordic serial killer thrillers are usually top notch, here the Americans must have interfered a lot in the film, otherwise I can't really explain the failure. The murders are almost non-existent, so forget about the blood, the atmosphere is not very good and the only thing that surprises is the identity of the killer, which I didn't figure out. It is watchable, but the film lacks any WOW effect, which is a shame. The best scene from the trailer doesn’t even appear in the film. 55% (14.12.2017)

The book The Snowman marked a certain turning point, during which the series began to be uncomfortably suggestive and the murderous scenes became so precise and terrifying that one would look over their shoulder at home, wondering if something bad was waiting for them in the corner. At the same time, it was the most cinematic installment of the series so far, offering a great thriller. However, my fear that the main guide to Oslo in winter could fail in motion picture format was confirmed. Harry Hole, the hero of my favorite crime series, has already experienced, endured, and drunk quite a lot at this point in his life and career. His depressive substrate is soaked with losses and dismal periods in both adulthood and childhood. The film presents us with Harry, who is just a drinker, and it is not clear whether it is due to his breakup or simply because he does not currently have anything to dig into at work. Both reasons seem quite trivial, so it is good that the first snow comes and with it the murders that everyone who has heard of Jon Nesbø's books eagerly awaits. This sets the stage for the investigation carousel, which nonetheless seems almost ridiculous. The main characters ask a few questions, spend a lot of time examining the background of the Winter Games in Norway, and try to unravel the past of several anonymously acting characters. The problem is that the suggestiveness has disappeared from the adaptation. Murders either happen off-screen or are completely uninteresting. The present and past storylines do not intersect in the end; on the contrary (and this is a criticism I cannot forgive), the trio of screenwriters decides to openly deviate from the original, turning a crucial subplot into a dragging dead end. Moreover, I still remember how while reading, I thought I had the identity of the killer clear, but the author surprised me every time and played out the plot so far that three different characters could have been the culprit, and the twist in each case seemed similarly unquestionable. However, the film shoots down both incorrect theories and prematurely labels them as false, confusing the viewer perfectly and making some of the false clues almost insulting in retrospect. At this point, my initial disappointment is not far from anger, and I only give it a second star out of mercy because Charlotte Gainsbourg seems to have stepped out of my imagination as "my" Rachel, and because of the sad realization that in different hands, Michael Fassbender could truly be the perfect Harry. Nonetheless, I pray that the escalation towards an even more intense The Leopard hinted at in the finale does not come to pass. (23.10.2017)

Boring, transparent, playing on the horrible psychology of the characters. But anyone who doesn't know Hole could care less because you don't see into him, you just know that he must be drinking and must have been living with someone and being a dad to someone, but he wasn't very good at it. He probably liked them, they probably liked him. But he screwed up sometimes. Probably the drinking. And then there's the killer. He's got a problem, too, but on the other hand, he's a genius because he can commit murder and build snowmen undetected. This adaptation was a waste of time. I haven't read the source material, but it’s been a long time since I’ve see such a boring movie. (16.01.2018)

Poor in terms of story, in terms of form – brilliant. Paradoxically, everybody was worried about all sorts of things, just not a faulty story, especially when it’s filmed according to the Norwegian crime-writer king, Jo Nesba. Alfredson’s realistic approach with wonderful, long shots of seriously snowy landscape warms the heart. The same applies to modern investigation techniques, which aren’t given much room in this movie, because when something starts happening that might be of interest, it cuts to another place – the screenplay diverges from the book. That’s where the problem lies. Fassbender is excellent – a guy a bit off the rails, but still in form, but on the point of giving everything up – is a perfect Hole. On the other, the second most famous name on the poster, Kilmer, comes across as almost charming. Otherwise, the cast is a delight, although they don’t get the chance to show they stuff on screen, which is another reason why lots of scenes seem just to fizzle out. A movie full of contradiction which most likely won’t lead to a series. (15.10.2017)

The chilling and bleak atmosphere is worth a million, Michael Fassbender is spot on (it only takes a moment to grasp where his Harry is – namely, at rock bottom), an interesting case, a very clever script, and Alfredson's exceptional direction. As in Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, the viewer is directly pushed to pay attention to details, to notice dialogue, to be constantly on alert... but there’s an important difference:in The Snowman, such attention does not reward you whatsoever in the end; on the contrary, it is meant to distract you with false clues, confuse you, and catch you out. And it succeeds, I have to say, to a tee. It's up to you to decide how much you want to blame the filmmakers. I thoroughly enjoyed the story (of which I haven't read the source material). ____ P.S. Marc Beltrami's soundtrack is definitely worth a separate listen. (30.07.2019)

Si, como a mí, le apetece un thriller con la atmósfera adecuada para una helada y nevada tarde de invierno, acuda a cualquier sitio menos a El muñeco de nieve. Es difícil decir dónde salió todo tan mal. Tomas Alfredson, antaño un director prometedor, parece haber enterrado la cabeza en la nieve en los últimos años. Ver a dos héroes antipáticos andando a tientas durante dos horas tras la pista de un asesino en una trama tan inútil seguiría siendo soportable, pero la trama de El muñeco de nieve salta extrañamente de un lado a otro, los personajes aparecen y vuelven a desaparecer, todos los giros en la investigación no pueden ser entendidos lógicamente por el espectador, y al final el asesino resulta ser el personaje que adivinaste desde el primer momento. Por no hablar del final, en el que no tienes ni idea de qué demonios está pasando debido al montaje completamente caótico, y el enfrentamiento final con el malo te hace reír a carcajadas. Y lo que hacía el argumento paralelo con el desgraciadamente enfermo Val Kilmer en el montaje final está más allá de mi comprensión. (15.02.2021)

I have not read the book, so I can only judge The Snowman in its film form, and I must say right away that I only hope the novel is better than its adaptation. The film has a pretty decent run-up, and the setting of the snowy north almost always adds some extra plus points, as do the complex crimes going into the past. The film even features a very decent cast. What I couldn't get past, however, was the completely unconvincing, even incomprehensible, motivation of the perpetrator for his actions. The final nail in the coffin, however, was the incredibly disconnected ending. I was expecting a chilling and raw thriller with a decently constructed plot, and I was obviously disappointed after watching it. (28.03.2020)

Some spoilers: Inspired by Douglas and Gilmour93's unconventional defenses of the film, where the director himself admitted that it had no beginning, middle, or end because there was ultimately nothing to use to piece the film together, I also picked up the thrown gauntlet of alternative readings of this jumbled mess and came up with the idea that actually the only thing in the film that's real is the last scene. The rest is a glimpse into a perspective on Detective Harry Hole's past, warped by years of alcoholism and exhaustion, that superimposes disjointed, surreal scenes of his previous cases and burned-out relationships on top of each other. Right when he can just barely reach specific occurrences in his memory, he disappears right before he can touch them under the ice of an irreparably damaged mind. Postmodernism lives even if it doesn't want to, and old Lynch is somewhere in the back, nodding approvingly over his cigarette. PS: it still looks better than a lot of other adaptations of Nordic mysteries, though, and Alfredson's handling of space, camera work, and (wherever the wind keeps him from tripping over his own feet) dynamics is exemplary. But unfortunately, you simply can't turn a concentration camp into a bouncy castle by simply redoing a few barbed wires. (03.01.2018)

What a disaster. I have no idea why the creators decided to introduce Harry Hole to the audience through an adaptation of the sixth part of the book series. I don't know what someone who has never read the series can take away from the film, as it contains a lot of references to the previous storyline which isn’t part of the film. The film itself didn't make much sense to me, regardless of having read the books. The filmmakers made such a mess of the original story that I’m not sure why the murders were so complicated, and most of all, why J.K. Simmons agreed to take part in it. (07.03.2018)

Based on the reviews I read before watching the film, I thought that there was no way it could be that bad. And yet it is. Aside from the fact that it doesn't honor the book in every way, which was obvious beforehand, the problem is that it doesn't even remotely work as a suspense thriller. Some of the characters are dealt with too much, some not enough, but the plot and its resolution are tragic. This film was not playing a nice game with the audience. (22.10.2017)

In retrospect, I have to smile when one of the first things I missed in the film is that no one thought that if the filmmakers were trying to sketch out Harry's musical tastes with a glimpse of a Sex Pistols album, they might as well play something from it. Unfortunately, that’s only the smallest problem. The writers used only Harry's apathetic post-hangover part and somehow forgot that even Nesbø's hero has interests that sometimes go beyond the bottom of the bottle. And I’d rather not speak about the portrayal of the other characters. But the direction also failed, in this case it should have been a guarantee of at least an average film. Nevertheless, the final resolution of the case is such a mess that all the names involved should be ashamed of themselves. What the legions of homicidal maniacs in the books couldn't do, Tomas Alfredson from the director's chair did in less than two hours, to uncompromisingly kill any chances of more adaptations of Norwegian detective novels. (10.07.2018)

I haven't read the book, so I'm not burdened with the need to compare whether or not it was well adapted. I was intrigued by the atmosphere, which the film undoubtedly has, mainly due to the chilling setting of the snowy Nordic landscape in which it takes place. Dramatic music, composed by Marco Beltrami, helps to build tension. The story's logic is worse, and I also dislike that the murderer's motives for his heinous acts are not very clear. In the end, the perpetrator comes across as a bit of a caricature. (65%) (21.03.2021)