This movie had such potential to be great. Oleg Ivenko is a very talented dancer with one of the most beautiful faces I've ever seen. He is looks like someone straight out of a Fellini film. The art and scenes of Paris were breathtaking.
The story just seemed incomplete. I came out of the film still wondering who the White Crow was. Did not understand the childhood flashbacks. How did they shape him as a man? How did art influence him as a dancer? Is he modeling the lines of his body to the lines of the art? Why was he so conflicted on the inside? Under a more experienced director, could have been the story that it deserved to be.
The story just seemed incomplete. I came out of the film still wondering who the White Crow was. Did not understand the childhood flashbacks. How did they shape him as a man? How did art influence him as a dancer? Is he modeling the lines of his body to the lines of the art? Why was he so conflicted on the inside? Under a more experienced director, could have been the story that it deserved to be.