#bloodoverintent #bloodoverwill #angelofdeath

#bloodoverintent #bloodoverwill #angelofdeath

#bloodoverintent #bloodoverwill #angelofdeath

source: Salt and Fire

A bit complicated ,but had a good meaning near the end.it became interesting when the lady was left in the desert with the two blind boy. The sends were great and showing the salt desert, the acting could have been better,this is my first review and being a big movie nut we'll give many more in the future Thank you

I saw where someone said 'capable acting' about this movie. Not as far as I'm concerned. This is a terrible movie. Poorly acted. Extremely poorly written and edited. After 30-40 minutes of screen time you still have no real idea at all what the drive is behind this flick. Unless it's a vehicle for terrible actors to just get paid for practice acting time I don't get it. And to see Lawrence Krauss in this flick is not only surprising it's extremely disappointing. This guy has no business in the acting world because he couldn't act his way out of a wet paper bag. When it comes to Planets and Space he has it going on. Like Jimmy Stewart said in a movie one time, 'stick to what you know'. Krauss needs to stick to what he knows and that isn't acting in movies. Excuse me, I said acting. And that's not what Krauss did in this movie. Remember Traci Lords in Princess of Mars? Well as bad as Lords sucked (pardon the pun there folks) she was far and away better at acting than Krauss. Every time I saw Krauss fumble around with that gun in the movie it cracked me up. It's obvious he may be a planetary egg head but he knows nothing about guns. I bet he doesn't even know which end the bullets come out of. This movie is the worst I've seen in a long, long time. Don't waste your time watching it unless you want your brain cells sucked out by the black hole known as 'Krauss and his amazing acting ability'.

Its not uncommon for some movies to have a dull start but redeem themselves at some later point. Watching Salt and Fire was a lesson in keeping expectations low with the understanding that bad starts can get even worse as a film progresses. The movie was generally disrespectful of any regard for the viewer's time and was painstaking in both its progression and revelation of the plot. It was nothing more than a brief bout of insomnia that kept me watching. OK, I'll be honest; I was also curious as to whether the entire movie was as dull as start. The acting was poor; detrimentally so to the career actors and no less damaging to the aspiring ones. Perhaps the worst of the lot was the character played by Krauss. It felt almost as if Laurence's agent begged for him to somehow have a role in some movie, any movie. The role, the character, totally mind-boggling, ultimately nonsensical but undoubtedly befitting the man himself. You need to be both patient and curious to watch this. You need to not have regrets over 98 minutes of your life being lost as this was a choice you made. How, or more importantly, why, such films are made are questions which linger in my head. The budget could have been better spent making public service advertisements.

I began watching this film because I've always found Garcia Bernal an interesting actor. The beginning of the film was mysterious enough to hold my attention, but as it progressed, I found my interest waning. At about the halfway point I felt I had already invested so much time I couldn't stop watching. Then, as it progressed even further, I realized the only thing continuing to hold my attention was Veronica Ferres. That woman must have the longest legs in the world! Herzog needs to realize that presenting intellectual concepts in dramatic movie format must be dealt with very carefully or it becomes all too easy for the plot to become really boring!

You might enjoy this movie if you like to see molasses flowing down a glacier. You might enjoy this movie if you like pretentious dialog delivered with a strange, foreign rhythm and ponderous translation. You might enjoy this movie if you like a 'save the Earth' message carved into a baseball bat, that is then used to knock you repeatedly over the head. You might enjoy this movie if you like to see endless, boring terrain shots. You might enjoy this movie if you are a cinema masochist looking to severely torture yourself. If you don't adhere to any of the above mentioned criteria, I would strongly suggest passing on this one. Toward the end, I was holding a box cutter to my throat...

The performance of the two high calibre actors, that were obviously propping up this film, was atrocious, as were the performances of the other three, the kids out acted them all! The dialogue was weak and scattered and the plot was non-existent, or did I miss something blindingly obvious? What was W. Herzog thinking?