Somewhere inside this 138 minute genre picture — ambitiously executed in one unbroken take — lurks 70 minutes' worth of substantive storytelling. But scrape away the concept and you'll find another workaday caper flick, one that takes forever getting to its point. (Almost half the film is consumed with setting up fancy-free characters that could just as easily have been cemented in a matter of scenes.) There’s a reason movies are made up of individual pieces of film spliced together. Movies are life with the boring parts cut out, and for a gimmick like this to succeed, every minute must be accounted for. Director and co-writer Sebastian Schipper squanders too much time traveling from place to place before the tension begins to finally take hold. If nothing much interesting transpires between point A and point B, leave it on the cutting room floor. When it was over, I wanted to hug an editor. With Laia Costa, Frederick Lau, and camerawork by Sturla Brandth Grøvlen. (2015) — Scott Marks
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