Director:
Ronny YuGuión:
Stel PavlouCámara:
Hang Sang PoonReparto:
Samuel L. Jackson, Robert Carlyle, Emily Mortimer, Meat Loaf, Barbara Barnes, Mac McDonald, Sean Pertwee, Rhys Ifans, Anna Keaveney, Ricky Tomlinson (más)Streaming (1)
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Elmo McElroy (Samuel L. Jackson) es un brillante químico americano, que viaja a Inglaterra con el propósito de vender una fórmula prodigiosa, una droga de diseño 51 veces más alucinante que cualquier otro placer en el mundo. McElroy pronto se ve mezclado en una trama de múltiples traiciones mientras recorre el submundo de Liverpool y se enfrenta al furioso matón local Felix (Robert Carlyle), que odia todo lo americano. (New World Films S.A)
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Ronny Yu no sabe trabajar con la perspectiva y el cinismo que se necesita aquí. La escena en la que Samuel L. Jackson tira pastillas a la gente bailando en la discoteca acabó con la película. Los personajes son unos vagos de mierda y no molan nada. Y el director quiere que simpaticemos con ellos. Hay muchos chistes, pero la mayoría con un remate débil. No basta con que salgan de la boca del actor. La película tiene dinamismo, pero sin humor ni simpatía por los personajes, sólo se convierte en un acelerador del flujo de aburrimiento.
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The inevitable conflict that arises from the mutual confrontation of an American and a Brit is a perfect basis for the film's main theme. The script, as in similar films, is not the most important thing. All responsibility is placed on the shoulders of the director and the actors. Unlike the cumbersome crossover Freddy vs. Jason, director Ronny Yu took a much more relaxed approach to the film. Jokes on the theme mentioned at the beginning abound. Only a few of those moments, which Yu crowned with a punchline, were many times more entertaining than the entire previous content. Unfortunately, this brings the film down to an average level, despite the likable plot and great performances from the actors (Samuel L. Jackson, along with his naked backside, is defeated by Robert Carlyle's non-stop barrage of insults). However, the mental emptiness and the waste of the potential of the story will rather frustrate than sadden.
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Take Pulp Fiction and Snatch, shake, not stir, and pour into a Liverpool glass and this is the outcome. It’s nothing special, but, as entertainment, it’s enough. SLJ is super, and RC no less than divine. The trouble with the fucking Yanks is, they have no fucking sense.
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Formula 51 is a fantastic, almost old-school action flick filled with a bunch of eccentric characters you just don’t see in modern movies anymore. Samuel L. Jackson as a chemist and creator of a new drug is actually one of the more "normal" ones. But when Robert Carlyle picks him up at the airport and starts rambling about Manchester, only to storm into a pub full of Liverpool fans in a football jersey, you realize this is one of those unapologetically wild films that defined my childhood. And then there's Rhys Ifans, playing a totally psychotic character. Formula 51 feels like a refreshing mix of Ocean's Eleven with a dash of Guy Ritchie flair.
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I was greatly entertained. Robert Carlyle's performance was excellent and his great English accent kicked the film up a notch. I’m not saying that the film didn’t have its flaws, but I could see past them.
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