Jennifer Lawrence asserts her dominance in a realm of violence, malevolence, and sexual machination. Through her, director Francis Lawrence exploits the power of seduction to magnet not only confidential intelligence, but also the audiences’ howling imagination. J-Law is Dominika Egorova, an enchanting ballerina-turned-spy for the Russian administration. Now to be known as a “Sparrow,” she is ruthlessly trained to extract information entrancingly from CIA officer Nate Nash (Joel Edgerton) about a potential mole.
Do not be fooled – “Red Sparrow” is not an all-action flick, albeit based on the Jake Matthews novel of the same title. Rather it is an espionage film commanding drama in the tense battle of discovering wispy secrets within the spies’ cauldron of agendas. There is plenty of gritty fight sequences in the movie that spills crimson all over the near-stagnant tension.
“Red Sparrow” is a masterclass for J-Law. The actress brandishes her audacity with erotic stance. Her purpose is to animate Dominika into a finesse machine, and Lawrence succeeds. Each scene that she is asked “what does he want?” it is apparent in Lawrence’s stupefying glare that she can systematically excavate such covetousness from the dreariest soul.
Perpetually asking the suspects' lusts is an allusion to a concept by novelist Kurt Vonnegut. He suggests that every character must "want something," perhaps for the audience to invest in them emotionally and seize closure when the movie is finished. The latter does not apply with "Red Sparrow" as Anya (Sasha Frolova), a student Sparrow, purportedly disappeared like smoke from the rest of the film after the sequences in the classroom.
For as much as a spy thriller it is a study of Dominika's ethos at the most. Her effectivity is calculated by the buttery handiness of the filmmaker. Director Lawrence conduces scenes where Dominika could exemplify her psychological finesse. The Sparrow’s manipulative tactics are translated into alluring warfare by the movie helmer’s crisp camerawork.
Under the glow of its grim and palatable frames, “Red Sparrow” stylizes the jolt of its plot. The heart pounding sequences are a product of dead minutes since the anticipation for the continual reveal amounts to a sexual frenzy. Days go by minus the thrill, “Red Sparrow” remains a seductive force to colorize the psychological appetite.
Director: Francis Lawrence
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