It is absolutely incredible how this movie manages to convey terror through the most seemingly mundane things by simply changing one variable in the world it portraits. The attention to detail is impeccable. And it is truely one of the best examples of 'show, don't tell' – pun slightly intended.
Soundtrack over substance.
ATOMIC BLONDE is riddled with stylistic and tonal inconsistencies as well as weird placements of musical titels which ultimately result in an unfortunate lack of rhythm. Only the soundtrack itself – in conjunction with largely pleasing visuals – makes the movie kinda okay. Some might say it matches Berlin.
Well. The referential overload simply washes away the iconic characters' magic. The references are rarely used in a clever and meaningful way. Therefore the movie feels meaningless and ultimately soulless over long periods. It sadly struggles for a long time to develop an own identity. The dialogue is mediocre, the characters one-dimensional.
The movie is lazy. Except when it's not. And then it's pretty clever and entertaining. (Hello, quest for the second key!)
(And why the fuck does a guy,…