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You are the pride of Russia!
proclaims a Russian oligarch out of central casting while staring down Jennifer Lawrences dress in the espionage thrillerRed Sparrow.
How could Lawrence have done this to herself?
Its her general gawkiness the kind that gets bred out of Russian dancers thats central to her charm.
Red Sparrowis pushing up daisies, too, from You are the pride of Russia!
to the not-so-twisty twist nearly two-and-a-half hours later.
But the movie isnt entirely vacuous.
And if she doesnt excel in her training, shell take a long walk off a short pier.
So Dominika goes before the class (Sparrows can be both men and women) and sheds her clothes.
Her nude scene is actually rather creepy.
(Some connecting material was probably cut.)
A major obstacle to their love is the narrative murkiness.
But hes on to her from the outset.
He knows who her uncle is.
He knows that she has been shadowing him.
The novel by Jason Matthews is cleaner, without so much jumping around between the two main characters.
Red Sparrowhas its virtues.
Schoenaerts makes the uncle unnervingly sleazy.
As a Russian, Jeremy Irons continues to develop his amusing impersonation of Boris Karloff after embalming.
I guess maybe they have.
