your poor-rating review on the devil inside doesn't suppress my morbid curiosity to watch it.
but i would probably choose the grey despite know how commercial and predictable it could be.
but what other choices i've got there..
I'm into fantasy, reality, vice,
El cine es un momento sagrado. Sentarse en la oscuridad frente a la pantalla es un acto de fe, es experimentar una comunicación directa con el portal de un universo paralelo por el que merodearemos solo al terminar esta vida. En el ahora, la verdadera vida se nos otorga en pequeñas dosis, al dormir y al estar frente a la pantalla, solo en dichos momentos se alcanza la perfecta comunión con el demiurgo y su peculiar creación, y se nos prepara para el sueño eterno.
To live inside a fable, where we can play with time, places and sentiments, a perfect sphere of existence that can only be reached in dreams is a pleasant thought we all cinephiles love to have. As mere mortals, or the infants we still are, we have two ways to conquer that fantasy world, we can either sleep, or we can enter and sit in a dark room, operate a machine and enjoy the ride while we are awake.
All the forms of art are affluents that flow into an infinitely vast ocean called cinema, where all other arts end...this one begins.
It is the seventh art, the art of the 20th century, the art that crosses borders, religions, languages, ethnicities and economical backgrounds. It is formed by image and sound; the same stuff that dreams are made of...
The fun of the first minutes is steadily diluted in an action hodgepodge with bastardized and incongruent philosophical matters. I used to like Besson when he could do straight to business, hard-edged action with a bit of tongue-in-cheek humour, instead of pretentious 2001/matrix/flowers for algernon-like bullshit.
"We skipped the light fandango turned cartwheels 'cross the floor. I was feeling kinda seasick but the crowd called out for more" I'm still in awe by how clever was the use of that enigmatic line, it not only comes from one of my favourite songs, but works as a dignified compendium of a short-lived but magical trainwreck that the characters, and the public, can only watch passing by with a smile. Quotable dialogue, riotous moments and genuine musical passion throughout. A gem once voted, deservedly, as the best irish film of all time.