So Nikos Panagiotopoulos is one of the most important Greek directors from the 80s and has offered Greek cinema very important films. "Afti i nyhta menei" for example is an extremely poignant portret of the modern Greek society in a way that includes both criticism and understanding. True to his off-beat style that came before the weird wave of Greek cinema (Lanthimos, Tsaggari, Makridis), he delivers since the 80s almost a movie per year not always meeting his own standards.
This is clearly the case with "Limouzina". But this time not only doesn't he meet his standards but goes further into delivering a series of uneventful rant as a movie. I couldn't be more disappointed by every aspect of this film. Every scene feels like it's randomly shot so the angles never make sense in way similar to a very first student film. Camera movement is full of obvious mistakes and corrections and the performances appear to be rushed, so you get the impression that the film was created offhand.
But the fact that it is poorly shot is not the worst part of it. The worst part is the pretentious dialog that exists instead of a plot. Every banal idea about Greeks goes through the film like it's witty philosophy. References to famous writers are completely shallow, but still the only mode of content.
So watching this film knowing who Panagiotopoulos is and what he can do (also technically, but mostly conceptually) becomes a great disappointment.
This is clearly the case with "Limouzina". But this time not only doesn't he meet his standards but goes further into delivering a series of uneventful rant as a movie. I couldn't be more disappointed by every aspect of this film. Every scene feels like it's randomly shot so the angles never make sense in way similar to a very first student film. Camera movement is full of obvious mistakes and corrections and the performances appear to be rushed, so you get the impression that the film was created offhand.
But the fact that it is poorly shot is not the worst part of it. The worst part is the pretentious dialog that exists instead of a plot. Every banal idea about Greeks goes through the film like it's witty philosophy. References to famous writers are completely shallow, but still the only mode of content.
So watching this film knowing who Panagiotopoulos is and what he can do (also technically, but mostly conceptually) becomes a great disappointment.
